Shawna Clawson Chambers
Bio
I've always been a storyteller; I wrote my first story when I was 7 years old! I'm an award-winning poet, had short stories published, and written for magazines and newspapers. These days my passoon is for political and social commentary.
Stories (3)
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Jack Tales
Jack and his family were dirt farmers, out a-ways in Nevada, where there weren’t no big cities, just little towns that nobody never heard of no-ways. Literally, they farmed dirt. Oh, they’d tried to grow things in the dirt, but nothing ever did. Jack’s Momma kept chickens and some goats, so at least they had milk and eggs, though Jack got mighty tired of always eating eggs for every meal. For a while, she had a passel of sheep and a sheepdog or two, but eventually the dogs must’ve got tired of all them eggs, ate the sheep and headed off to find greener pastures. Jack sometimes saw them dogs a mile or so down the road, so evidently they didn’t have to look too hard for them greener fields.
By Shawna Clawson Chambers4 years ago in Fiction
Dancing With My Father
I took a cab from the airport to the nursing home. Ohio cab drivers just aren’t like New York cabbies; is there anyone as phlegmatic about their fares as a New York cabbie? New York cabbies are confessors, captive audiences, sounding boards…and all for two-twenty five the first mile, and thirty-five cents each additional mile or ninety seconds. I waited for your cab because I saw the marquee for my latest ballet at the ABT. Not that I’m dancing in it, but I choreographed it, so it’s mine.
By Shawna Clawson Chambers4 years ago in Fiction
Schatzie's Puppies
When I reached the tender age of nineteen I experienced the miracle of birth for the first time. I suppose I could say that it was a beautiful and moving experience, but I’d only be telling half the truth. It was hardly beautiful but it was moving…mainly because I had to chase my dog, Schatzie, all around the house.
By Shawna Clawson Chambers4 years ago in Petlife
