Monday Musings Tulis McCall

You commit and sit. And wait.
After awhile, all the thoughts that you have been storing up as if you were a squirrel on uppers, leap up like skinny sophomores who are only on the team so that the bench is full.
Continue reading The Skinny On Writing ~ Monday May 22, 2023 at Tulis McCall.

... there are two kinds of mothers – the one you are born to and the ones who choose you, or visa versa.
Continue reading Mother’s Day ~ May 2023 at Tulis McCall.

I was not raised to be hopeful. I was raised to be Catholic. Life as a Catholic kid was a minefield of what was wrong and what was right, not because of any moral issue but because one path was loaded with sins that would get God pissed off, and the other path was leading to Heaven and God’s love. You pick...
Continue reading To Hell And Back ~ May 8, 2023 at Tulis McCall.

Let’s imagine you were standing looking at a garden full of artichokes. Would your first thought be, “Wow that looks delicious!” or would it be, “This is the perfect weapon for clobbering the guy down the road."
Continue reading World Peace And The Artichoke ~ May 1, 2023 at Tulis McCall.

We had no idea how important we were to one another or that the memories of four-part harmonies, spring evenings and the peepers would stay with us for decades. We had no idea or vision of the future, and the thought of being 70 or so and looking back was not on our agenda. Being there, leaning against one car or another, no one smoking or drinking, sharing gossip and the tiny markers in our lives that seemed enormous, with the peepers as our background music, that was a place we felt safe and hopeful. You bet we dawdled.
Continue reading The Season Of The Peepers ~ April 24, 2023 at Tulis McCall.

It is the end of the line. I will be leaving my day job on June 15th this year. As much as the thrill of letting go of all of that appeals to me – I am sitting in a big pile of panic. I had not expected this.
Continue reading End Of The Line ~ April 17, 2023 at Tulis McCall.