Winter

The brisk wind, out of the north, has a bitter bite. A few brittle brown leaves cling desperately to the Mother Tree, quivering in the frigid breeze. Occasionally, one gives up the battle and falls gently to the ground to join his brothers and sisters as they lay in wait for decay, becoming a distant memory of their recent verdant glory. Winter is here…

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As you surf the internet, come on over to Amazon to get your copy of New Yesterdays. I’m sure you’ll enjoy my tale of time travel!

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About Ol' Big Jim

Jim L Wright has been a storekeeper, an embalmer, a hospital orderly, and a pathology medical coder, and through it all, a teller of tall tales. Many of his stories, like his first book, New Yesterdays, are set in his hometown of Piedmont, Alabama. For seven years he lived in the oldest continuously inhabited city in the world, Amman, Jordan where he spent his time trying to visit every one of the thousands of Ammani coffee shops and scribbling in his ever-present notebook. These days he and his husband, Zeek, live in a cozy little house in Leeds, Alabama. He’s still scribbling in his notebooks when he isn’t gardening or refinishing a lovely bit of furniture. His book, New Yesterdays, can be found at Amazon US, Amazon UK, Smashwords, and Barnes and Noble.
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2 Responses to Winter

  1. jaysquires's avatar jaysquires says:

    Jim I love the terse eloquence of your voice with this post. The photo is a major part of the content. Do you take your own photos? That warn’t made on no Brownie Hawkeye!

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