Margaret Brennan
Bio
I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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Poltergeist and Me
As I look back and open the memory box in my mind, I recall a Halloween night in the mid 1980’s. My boys were grown (in their late teens) and rather than go “Trick-or-Treating”, they opted to go to the local park and watch the little kids’ Halloween parade. They brought bags of candy to dole out as they also reminisced about when they were younger and walked in the parade.
By Margaret Brennan3 years ago in Fiction
You Never Know What You're Going to Find
I am the type of person who is normally aware of my surroundings. You can say it started when I turned about thirteen. Before I get into that, let’s jump back two years. At age eleven, my teacher sent a note home to my parents saying I was having a problem reading what she’d written on the chalkboard. She noticed I squinted a lot. Yep, she was right; I needed glasses.
By Margaret Brennan3 years ago in Humans
Gadgets and Gizmos
When I first used the word Gadgeteer, I had no idea there were so many like me, a person who invents or is particularly fond of using gadgets. For that matter, we all own so many things we might have never considered them as “gadgets”, yet they are.
By Margaret Brennan3 years ago in Journal
Writer's Block
There are some that will argue that there is no such thing as a writer’s block. I truly admire those who can sit at a desk and begin writing immediately. Very often, I can’t get my body and brain to join forces and give my ambition a kick where it belongs to jump start me into motion. In my own defense, and it isn’t an excuse, just a fact, I’m not lazy. I just have a few health issues that make me more tired than usual. Once the doctors can pinpoint my problem, hopefully the proper meds will help. We’ll see. For the time being, I try to take full advantage of my good days. Like today!
By Margaret Brennan3 years ago in Journal
My Threesome
We’re sitting on the couch; he’s watching his usual movie on Netflix. I, as usual, am not interested. I’ve seen it before. Actually, we’ve seen it before but just as usual, he’d fallen asleep and now has no recollection of it. So, he watches it again. I wonder how long it’ll be before he falls asleep tonight and misses the second go-round of the movie – which I found boring in the first place.
By Margaret Brennan3 years ago in Humans
