Sam Hudgins
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My goal is to write more so I can improve my writing. Any tips, tricks, advice of any kind is appreciated!
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Tails from Juniper Lake
Beau was a happy-go-lucky Golden Retriever with a slobbery grin and a backpack full of snacks. His owners insisted he carry his own food and treats. Tilly, a sleek gray cat with a taste for adventure (and a profound disdain for Beau’s drool), assisted her owner in packing her bag with sardine tins, catnip, and her favorite cat hammock to relax in.
By Sam Hudgins6 months ago in Fiction
Transcendence
Sarah had been a chorister for nearly twenty years, the Tuesday night ritual as ingrained as her own heartbeat. She knew the repertoire like the whisper of a dear friend’s name, every rise and fall familiar. But tonight, as the conductor’s baton sliced the air for Lux Aeterna, a piece woven into the very fabric of her soul through countless repetitions, an unbidden jolt of fresh wonder coursed through her. It wasn't merely a song; it felt like the very first breath of creation, trembling on the edge of sound. It felt like the very first time.
By Sam Hudgins6 months ago in Fiction
Finding My Power
The beginning of a new year! It is full of hope and promise and goals and plans and the preparing, planning, wishing, and scheduling, and the feeling of this is my year. I have, like most people always had a hopefulness of the new year. Another lap around the sun and another chance to start fresh and accomplish the things that you wanted to do the previous year, but maybe things got in the way. Maybe there was a medical problem or a lost job, or a move that pushed your plans back and you had to adapt. If I have learned anything, it is that things never go the way you plan and you have to be adaptable and learn to go with the flow. It seems that many of the things I have done in the past have not worked and it seems that in order for me to accomplish any goal that I make for myself this year I will have to set about doing it differently.
By Sam Hudginsabout a year ago in Motivation
Molly's Window
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She shivered from the cold in the room and rubbed her arms and shoulders to circulate some frictional warmth. She would have given anything for a fire or heating of any kind. She had heard stories about houses with heat that was controllable with the touch of a button. To think that people could pick the actual temperature it would be inside their home.
By Sam Hudgins3 years ago in Fiction
Dog Food Basics
One of the questions at my job I get asked more than any others is what is the best food to feed my dog? I always respond the same way. I want you to tell me about your budget, needs, and lifestyle. I have always said that more expensive does not always mean better and one person claiming that they have the best dog food in the world may be true for some, but it may not be right for your dog. Food is individualized and unique and finding the food that works best for your pet can be difficult. Dogs with special needs or chronic conditions or sensitivities will need different concentrations of nutrients that dogs with no underlying health problems or sensitivities. One of the most important things you can do is consult with your veterinarian and staff at your local animal hospital and see what they say. If they are not asking you questions about your pet and your lifestyle, then keep shopping. Do not just buy their food because they say it is good.
By Sam Hudgins4 years ago in Petlife
The Sweetest Rose
It had rained every day for the past week. The old dusty cabin she had thought was going to be a rustic getaway was dark and leaking. It just figured her first vacation in two years would be a flop. She had planned for a breathtaking view and watching the leaves change in the Carolina Appalachian mountains drinking wine and catching up on some reading. Normally, the rain wouldn’t have bothered her, but the smell of the old wet wood and mildew was almost unbearable. She had decided tomorrow she would drive down to Asheville and stay at a nice bed and breakfast and enjoy the remaining three days of her vacation. She took her dirty dish to the sink and poured another glass of Merlot. She was not doing dishes tonight, she decided, she would do them before she left in the morning and do a little bit of tidying up before she left. She was much more interested in getting packed to leave tomorrow morning. She couldn’t believe she stayed here as long as she did. The company that referred her to this place was definitely going to get a piece of her mind about it.
By Sam Hudgins4 years ago in Fiction
