Babs Iverson
Bio
Barbara J Iversen, also known as Babs Iverson, lives in Texas and loves her grandkids to the moon and back. After writing one story, she found that writing has many benefits especially during a pandemic and a Texas-size Arctic Blast.
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Stories (305/0)
SELFCARE
Revolution noun - a sudden, radical, or complete change - Merriam-Webster Changes and resolutions are hot topics this time of year. With Vocal's Challenge Sleep Resolutions Revolution being the prompt topic, you guessed it. That's why this story is being written.
By Babs Iverson2 years ago in Motivation
BARN OWL DUDE RANCH
November 2012 According to the GPS, she had thirty-five miles to go before arriving at the Barn Owl Dude Ranch. On this perfectly pleasant and peaceful Fall morning, the San Antonio Press intern, Babs Bass, was on her way to do research and to do an interview with the owners of the ranch for a feature story.
By Babs Iverson2 years ago in Fiction
ELVIS, BETTY, AND ME
Rock 'N' Roll, whose name comes to your mind? For me, the name is Elvis Presley. We share the same birth month. While my birthday is the 4th of January, Elvis's birthday was the 8th of January 1935. Our birthdays are thirteen years apart. Obviously, he was thirteen years older than me.
By Babs Iverson2 years ago in Geeks
DECEMBER 31st 1999
Viewing the New Year's celebration in her cozy apartment, Tammy watched the festivities on the small-screen television. While the TV was small, Tammy was grateful for the television. Keeping her company with its din along with chatter from the various hosts, she traveled vicariously from one country to another with snippets of each country's celebration, ringing in the New Year.
By Babs Iverson2 years ago in Fiction
ASK FOR ANGELA
Exhausted! Sara had persevered through the semester. Managing her time, she completed the final exams and projects. Admitting the ordeal to be a frenzied, hectic week, that would have been an understatement. The last week of the semester was driven by exams and group projects with strict requirements and deadlines. It was a chaotic finale.
By Babs Iverson2 years ago in Fiction
LISTS
Yes! I clearly remember! It was in the Fall of 1972. We were members of the waiting wives club/group at Tyndall AFB, Florida. Waiting wives! It's not what you think. We were NOT expecting a baby boy or a baby girl. We were Air Force wives waiting for the return of our husbands who were in Vietnam or Southeast Asia.
By Babs Iverson2 years ago in Motivation