Traci E. Langston
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Writing can be therapy, insanity or both. Here is my mind, my dreams, my fears, my thoughts, my life laid bare to share with you. Enjoy the journey into what is at once my blog, diary and world, and don't forget to tip your guide.
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Maybe D.B. Cooper
There has been a lot of discussion over the last fifty years as to the true identity of D.B. Cooper. A notorious and infamous skyjacker who got away with $200,000 in 1971 by parachuting out of the back of an airliner. Everyone speculates whether or not he even survived and if he did, where did he go? But the big question has always been what is his real name?
By Traci E. Langston2 years ago in Criminal
Big Dreams
My teacher looked down at me with a condescending smile and that nod with a slight head tilt that adults get when they are trying to placate a child. She didn’t believe what she had just said to me. But worse than that she didn’t believe what I had said. Not that she thought I had lied, but that she had no faith in the statement I had made to her.
By Traci E. Langston2 years ago in Writers
The Lorax
I am an environmentalist. I have been since I was a child. While others had stickers of cartoon characters on their notebooks., I had national park and endangered species stickers on mine. I read all I could about animals and worried about pollution. I also hugged trees.
By Traci E. Langston2 years ago in BookClub
The Cat In The Hat
Obnoxious and boisterous is the only way to describe the character in Dr. Seuss’s “The Cat In The Hat”. He is at once villain and hero. By bursting into the children’s lives and turning everything upside down, he then saves the day in the nick of time and disappears.
By Traci E. Langston2 years ago in Critique
Cinder-hella
With a large puff of black smoke and clap of thunder, Ella’s magical godmother stood before her. Ella raised her tear stained face and stood up from the hearth where she had been weeping over her sad pathetic life. Her tears came to an abrupt end with the harsh sting in her cheek from the violent slap from the woman before her.
By Traci E. Langston2 years ago in Fiction
So Goes the Flag
“One flag, one land, one heart, one hand, one nation, evermore.” -Oliver Wendell Holmes On September 11, 2001 the nation saw 3 tired firefighters raise the American flag on a pole that had survived the attack on the Twin Towers. We felt proud as they did what every American wanted to do, to show that we were not defeated, that United States was still standing strong. Our defiant patriotic spirit flowed through us as strongly as it did in 1776 when we stood up and said “no more” to the tyranny the 13 original colonies had suffered. Betsy Ross made us a flag and we flew it proudly.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in History
I Can Drive A Truck
The young man stands in front of his parents. His mother looks proud and his father relaxed and expectant. The young man wears a cap and gown and clutches his diploma in his hand. How proud they must be of their college graduate. This is the image in a cartoon my father cut out of one of his medical journals and gave to me. The caption is the young man saying “Now can I be a cowboy?” My dad understood.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Men
