C. H. Richard
Bio
My passion is and has always been writing. I am particularly drawn to writing fiction that has relatable storylines which hopefully keep readers engaged
Stories (115/0)
- Top Story - December 2022
- Top Story - December 2022
Serendipity
Envisioned her home Painted color of the sea Illustration Peace This Haiku is dedicated to my late mother, Adrienne (Cormier) Hession who passed away in 2015. Along with having the most generous heart, she taught us so much about art, music and being creative in general. She reconnected with her own painting later in life emphasizing that you are never too old to pursue something you love to do.
By C. H. Richardabout a year ago in Poets
- Top Story - December 2022
Dropped
A buzzing sound in Mabel’s ear woke her out of a sound slumber. She opened her eyes and reacquainted herself with her living room. "Jingle Bells" played from the holiday music station on T.V. Her new dog, Frankie stared straight at her ready to lick her face any moment. He was an old Jack Russell she adopted from the shelter last week. Her daughter, Sharon insisted she get a pet to keep her company since her husband Bart passed last year. It was a comprise that Mabel agreed to since she was not going to move in with Sharon and her family which is what her daughter really wanted. She saw Frankie and from the first moment she knew he was the one. He was older, but according to the staff at the shelter he still loved to play. They also insisted he could open any door even if it was locked once he heard the squeak of a new toy. She had not tested this theory yet, but bought several toys that were wrapped up under the tree
By C. H. Richardabout a year ago in Fiction
Eggplant Christmas
The lights, the music, the joyful spirit and then there is the cooking. The holidays are upon us and although I enjoy the wonder of it all, so to speak, I also find them stressful and tiring mainly because I am the one who hosts and cooks the meals. Although I love cooking most days, I’m not actually that big a fan of Thanksgiving or Christmas meals because I am exhausted by the end of the day. I won’t go into details as to why I am the only one cooking other than my siblings are not able to host or cook and my parents who have both now passed away were not able to help due to medical conditions.
By C. H. Richardabout a year ago in Families