CREEK ROAD GANG
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Contents: July 2010
Thoughts
from the Editor
~ Kate Lydon
Review
Review of Modern American Memoirs, edited by Annie Dillard and Cort Conley
~ Kate Lydon
Stories
My Shirley Temple Doll
~ Jo Christian Babich
Our Star
~ Patricia Zita Krisch
Brunches and Frugality
~ Kate Lydon
Autobiography of Nathaniel Watson Ladd (1848-1932), Part 10
Poetry
Kristin Flick Strid
Forty Years Together
Anam Cara
To Evelyn
Lynn Ciesielski
The Camera
Gloria Druss
The Ladies Who Lunch
The Weed
Reservoir in Springtime
I Once Had a Life
Sashi in her New Home
Sashi in the Snowy Park
Katie Rose Convery
Clouds Revisited
Bamboozled
Joe Quinton
erecting holidays
untitled
Mother's Day 2010
Peaches
Cheese Fare Week
Janice Ewing
Sunday Breakfast
~ Kate Lydon
Review
Review of Modern American Memoirs, edited by Annie Dillard and Cort Conley
~ Kate Lydon
Stories
My Shirley Temple Doll
~ Jo Christian Babich
“What's the use – ”
I began.
“Do it again.”
I sighed, looked at the script, and launched into the monologue once more. I felt like a kid whose teacher was making her write I will not throw spitballs in the classroom a hundred times on the blackboard. Well, I wasn't a kid any more, and Glenda wasn't going to be my teacher any more. Several hours ago I'd resigned my job as gal Friday and general drudge. I'd given two weeks’ notice and I’d withdrawn from acting classes.
“Do it again.”
I sighed, looked at the script, and launched into the monologue once more. I felt like a kid whose teacher was making her write I will not throw spitballs in the classroom a hundred times on the blackboard. Well, I wasn't a kid any more, and Glenda wasn't going to be my teacher any more. Several hours ago I'd resigned my job as gal Friday and general drudge. I'd given two weeks’ notice and I’d withdrawn from acting classes.
Our Star
~ Patricia Zita Krisch
It is Sunday during
a lunch of grilled cheese sandwiches, carrot sticks, pickles, and
olives. Daddy starts on one of his stories. “When I was a girl in China.
. .”
“Daddy, you’re a man. You couldn’t be a girl in China.”
“Oh, yes, I was a girl in China.”
“Daddy, you’re a man. You couldn’t be a girl in China.”
“Oh, yes, I was a girl in China.”
Brunches and Frugality
~ Kate Lydon
“I love bacon and
eggs,” he said. “Eva used to make them for me every day for breakfast.
And then the doctor told me I have arteriosclerosis. No more than two
eggs a week, that’s what he told me.”
“I stopped cooking the eggs,” Eva commented.
“She didn’t stop cooking the eggs!” Papa said. “She cooked them for the dog!”
“I stopped cooking the eggs,” Eva commented.
“She didn’t stop cooking the eggs!” Papa said. “She cooked them for the dog!”
Autobiography of Nathaniel Watson Ladd (1848-1932), Part 10
The wife told me
that her husband was thirteen years older than she and that he was not
company enough for her, the difference in age was too great. As I have
said, she was always talking to me about the girls and warned me against
one girl in the neighborhood.
Poetry
Kristin Flick Strid
Forty Years Together
Anam Cara
To Evelyn
Lynn Ciesielski
The Camera
Gloria Druss
The Ladies Who Lunch
The Weed
Reservoir in Springtime
I Once Had a Life
Sashi in her New Home
Sashi in the Snowy Park
Katie Rose Convery
Clouds Revisited
Bamboozled
Joe Quinton
erecting holidays
untitled
Mother's Day 2010
Peaches
Cheese Fare Week
Janice Ewing
Sunday Breakfast
