The Beauty and The Beast


She waited,  then approached the door with smooth sensuous grace.  The seduction had begun.

A soft greeting escaped her lips as she entered. Hips swayed gently as she traversed the expanse of the hall to the common room, pausing along the way to work her magic on each person assembled there. Her persona was mesmerizing, her spell  complete.

As if an invisible thread linked us, I followed her out the door and down the walkway where she paused as if sensing my presence.  Never turning to look back, she remained still.  Her eyes narrowed as she cocked her head, and her body tensed.  She sprang with feline agility, pouncing on her prey from behind.  Her victim never knew what hit him.

The transition was ominous, the spell broken.  I saw the beast that lies deep within.


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Down in my basement, lined neatly on a shelf are handwritten notebooks chronicling my life. After years of writing, the experience became more of a burden then an important part of my day so I quit writing. Five years later I took up writing again. This time it was in the form of a blog which gave me a place to hang out after I lost my job. From there my blog content morphed into writing about my general contractor experience building our house. As my life experiences grew so did my blog.

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