Pam Reeder
Bio
Stifled wordsmith re-embracing my creativity. I like to write stories that tap into raw human emotions.
Author of "Bristow Spirits on Route 66", magazine articles, four books under a pen name, technical writing, stories for my grandkids.
Stories (141/0)
Simple Pleasures Food Treasures
I confess, I read about and watch videos about cooking more than I actually cook. However, there are times when I just have to bust out and create something that strikes that nostalgic chord. I was remembering my childhood and thinking of some of the foods my Dad had introduced us to. Other than that one time after a really good afternoon at the pub when he came home and made sandwiches of sardines dressed them with fried eggs, mustard, mayo, ketchup, AND peanut butter, for the most part he was a simple man and loved simple hearty meals. Cornmeal was one of his favorites. Cornmeal, definitely an unsung hero, is a surprisingly versatile food that has been used for hundreds of years as a dietary staple. As we enter times of scarcities and food shortages, and look for inexpensive foods with a long shelf life, this humble commodity can become a shining star at your table.
By Pam Reeder2 years ago in Feast
Skipty-do-dah day
I had the dream again. A train flying along the tracks at a speed I wouldn't think any train would be capable of. I'm standing in the middle of what I think is a car but there are no seats and no people. Looking towards what I think is the back, it just goes on forever. Just an endless car with no seats and no people. Looking ahead is identical to looking backward. Nothing but the train car going on forever. The windows are no help either. Window after window on both sides, all the way to the back, and all the way to the front. But they show me nothing but a murky darkness. It doesn't help that I can't move beyond the spot I'm standing on. I can turn to look in the different directions, but I can't step up to the windows on either side, nor can I walk forward or backward to see whether there is an end in either direction. And so I stand there with lights shining on me seeing nothing and doing nothing, not knowing where I'm going, or where I have been. The dream never changes. It's always the same. And this session would be the same because the dream is the same.
By Pam Reeder2 years ago in Fiction
Quicksilver Express
Thump, thump, thump. Thump, thump, thump. A pattering of rain and howling wind. An odd swaying that lulled a middle-aged man in and out of consciousness. Moaning, he shifted position on the floor, stretching his oddly aching leg. His head felt heavy and was throbbing. Had he hit his head? Where was he? Opening his eyes, the man was startled to see he was in a train car. Rising from the floor, he used the window table to help him steady himself.
By Pam Reeder2 years ago in Fiction
What the Smell Happened?
What the Smell Happened? Loss of smell is a real thing. It can be temporary or long term. The first time I heard of loss of smell was years before Covid-19 struck. A friend said she had a pretty nasty cold that affected her taste and smell. Although she said it wasn't unusual for her to experience such things while sick, she was concerned when she got better but her sense of taste and smell didn't. Panicking, she went to her doctor and was told it was a condition called "anosymia" and that only time would tell whether it was temporary or long term. It took six weeks before her taste buds started registering sharp tastes such as salt and lemon. It took nine months before she was able to smell the garlic in her spaghetti.
By Pam Reeder2 years ago in Longevity
The Sin Box
As I packed my suitcase, carefully placing my belongings so as not to wrinkle them, I opened my Sin Box. The newspaper clipping was still in it. After all these years, many things in my Sin Box had come and gone. Either I had forgiven myself or righted the wrong, but I had done neither regarding Roy Winters.
By Pam Reeder2 years ago in Fiction
Who in the Stars are they?
As odd as it may sound, I LOVE watching foreign films even though I don't know any other language but English. I happily read the subtitles. If I miss something or get behind on reading, because I am streaming, I can readily stop the film and read up.
By Pam Reeder2 years ago in Geeks
- Top Story - July 2022