CJ's Writer Thoughts

Poetry bares us to the soul ... A poet is a lonely being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely f...

Playing Dress Up If I was asked to name the one thing I'm most proud of, it would be my three daughters. Being their mother wa...

Lady Waiting in Bus Terminal "You may trod me in the very dirt. But still, like dust, I'll rise."  ~Maya Angelou ...

Birthday Flowers! Happy Birrrrthday to Youuuu, Happy Birrrrthday to Youuuu, Happy Birrrrthday Dear CJ, Happy Birrrrthday to Youuuu! ...

My Books  HURRY, before the price goes back up! Beginning August 10, the Kindle Format of my books will be on sale, starting at $....

Benches in the Park by C.J. Heck One afternoon last fall, I grabbed a sweater and a book and, after stopping at Dunkin' Donuts...

Pay Attention, Ladies ... (ha ha ha, hee hee) [Contributed by my friend, Vietnam veteran, Allan Bopp, who posted it on Facebook] We...

A Writer ... Writing No one is asking, let alone demanding, that you write. The world is not waiting with bated breath for your article....