Julie Lacksonen
Bio
Julie has been a music teacher at a public school in Arizona since 1987. She enjoys writing, reading, walking, swimming, and spending time with family.
Stories (312)
Filter by community
Pear Blossoms
Why can’t I be like you? You’re the most beautiful tree in town. You don’t get made fun of. I’ll bet you wouldn’t stick your foot in your mouth if you had a foot – or a mouth. You just stand there being admired. You’re useful too. You produce the tastiest pears, Bartlett, my friend. I can almost taste one now. Too bad it’s still cold. It will be months until anyone can partake in your offerings.
By Julie Lacksonen4 years ago in Fiction
No Regrets
Super spy, Samantha Rigby pursued her target by taking a shortcut across a frozen Russian pond. It was a calculated risk. The sound of cracking ice alerted her to danger. Would her risk pay off? She knew this pond was deep enough to trap her in frigid water if she fell through. She quickly…
By Julie Lacksonen4 years ago in Fiction
Who am I?
Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Julie. I started out as a Hannemann. Minnesota was a great place to grow up as a tomboy. I climbed trees, swam, fished, canoed, ice skated, and rode sleds down our hill (the best in town) onto the frozen river. I played music with my parents, three brothers, and sister. In addition to playing the flute, I played piano and sang.
By Julie Lacksonen4 years ago in Confessions
Gone Fishin'
“Is it a keeper, Daddy? Is it a big one?” I fondly remember asking my father these fish-related questions over and over, starting when I was about four. Looking back, I don’t think he ever said my fish were too small. If he had caught them, he would have thrown back every one of my fish from those early years, but I was always Daddy’s little girl. He always filleted out my catches, even if they looked more like bait than food.
By Julie Lacksonen4 years ago in Fiction
