http://slow.writerscafe.org/WillysWatson66 The original writings of author Willys Watson en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775972829 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 HER STORY - THEIR STORIES  > At night, on a darkened street when she has good friends as passengers, she  sometimes turns off the car’s headlights to give them a parallel parking experience they would always remember. Doing this really doesn’t surprise them because, in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/3130372/ Milly And TommyOn a mild, late morning day during, early Spring, Tommy sat on a lower branch of an older shade Tree. He sat silently, enjoying the solitude, something he rarely seemed to have before he decided to re-locate to a higher part of the Valley.What he did not expect, and certainly had no r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/3128546/ The Times That Eric And Kate MetEvery Saturday, after breakfast, when the weather was mild, Eric gathered what he wanted and headed to the nearby City Park, choosing a parking area near the Public Restrooms, Then he headed to his favorite spot under a large Oak Tree that provided plenty of shade. An.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/3128216/ Verse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/3127671/ Grace And BonnieWhen Grace turned twelve her parents offer her, as part of a Birthday Present, to take her to the local Animal Shelter to adopt a Dog or Cat, then reminded her that a live animal is nota toy but a living thing that required being care for, being giving water and food daily and she wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/3123652/ Harley And His NameWhen Harley was still young enough to be called a Puppy, he was found alone on the street and brought to a local Animal Shelter. What he didn’t know, of course, was he and the other younger Dogs were taken there to give them a second chance, hopefully to be placed in a home .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/3120985/ Susan And Silly*When she was younger she always wanted a Dog, but she was told she had Allergies to them. Finally, her Mother took her to a local Docto who, after running several tests, told them she didn’t have Allergies to fur or Dogs, , but perhaps from all the Blooming Flowers when she wen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/3120461/ Abby And Andy1.On Saturday it was Abby’s tenth Birthday and, of course, there was a Birthday gathering of family, friends and some of her classmates. In the late afternoon, after everyone, except family, had gone home, Abby and her Parents were sitting around the Dinning Room Table, Abby&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/3119260/ Pet Adoption http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2987314/ ThinkingFrom an early age Joyce was told she tends to think too much. But to her she really wasn’t thinking too much. She wanted to understand. And, while still young her parents bought a set of Encyclopedias to help her. And to her understanding included everything from Science to math and wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2963798/ Jane’s Pet Squirrels They weren’t really her pet Squirrels, but they sometimes acted like they were.. They knew she would feed them when they came into her back yard. And, after awhile, she even could hold the told in her hand as the eat what was offered to them. And soon enough, he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2963688/ Paula And PeteOn Saturday Paula turned eight years old. And on Sunday she entered her Dad’s Sunday to talk to him in private.“Dad, Mom told me yesterday that, if I wanted on, I could adopt a Cat or Dog from an Animal Shelter for my Birthday.”“Yes, she did, Paula, and we talke.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2962955/ Dave And DanAlthough they were twins, from by the time they were six they seemed to have different personalities, personal tastes and attitudes. How much of this was real and how much of it was an attempt to say they were twins by birth, but still with different  personalities their parents wer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2958720/ Carla Wondered WhyEven when younger, when someone told her something she didn’t always understand, she asked why? Sometimes she got a reply to her question. Sometimes not. As she got older his parents bought her a complete Encyclopedia. Which she read often during the Summer. The problem was, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2957746/ Milly And TommyOn a mild, late morning day during, early Spring, Tommy sat on a lower branch of an older shade Tree. He sat silently, enjoying the solitude, something he rarely seemed to have before he decided to re-locate to a higher part of the Valley.What he did not expect, and certainly had no r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2948077/ Maggie’s Vision1. Both Maggie and her younger brother Mike grew up in North Texas, close to Fort Worth where their Father and Mother were stationed at the nearby military base. Their Father Frank was an Officer and their Mother Joyce was an RN and Maggie and Mike were raised on base housing. W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2944992/ How Lacy WonOn a mild Saturday afternoon, the first weekend after school was over for the Summer, Lacy and four of her neighborhood friends were waiting to Johnny, who was sitting on the front porch, to start a new Hide And Seek game. At their age, pre-teen, their games, which varied,  were mor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2943840/ Friendships, family, love, the furure http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2941964/  Kelly Visits  Her Grandparent’s Farm1.By the time she was ten years old, Kelly enjoyed doing research on places she hoped she could visit when she was old enough. Distant places like Japan, Paris and a small country in Europe called Andorra. But, except for family vacations with her.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2941582/ Charlie WaitedWhen visitors arrived if seemed like half of the people in his group wanted the attention of the visitors. But not Charlie. He held back, waiting and watching, in the back of them. But by late Saturday morning it seemed, to Charlie, that a third of the ones in his group were gown. With.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2941296/ The Commitment Decision 1.“Are you sure we’re ready to have one now?” she asked.“Pretty sure,” he replied.“We have to be more than pretty sure because it’s a lifetime commitment. The feeding, walking and teaching it what to do and what it can’t do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2933138/ An Unusual First Date1,They happened to wander into the Philosophy section of the book store about the same time. When she noticed he pulled Carl Jung’s ‘Man And His Symbols’ from the book shelf she studied him closely for a few minutes.“Excuse me, Sir, and I don’t want.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2931411/ The Magic DoorwayHarry told the carpenter he would be paid a year’s worth of wages if he could build a wall to wall built-in bookcase in his study that included a secret door that opened into a mystical world that would help him acquire the knowledge to comprehend the spiritual, philosophical .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2923900/ THE GAMBLE SHE TOOK1. The Job InterviewThe day after Kay Kramer received her degree in Marketing, with a Minor in Computer Animation, she E-Mailed her Resume to twenty five of the top advertizing agencies in the country. She wasn’t really interested in writing ads, but in doing the animation f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2920475/ The Self-Adjusting DreamAbout four in the morning Pete woke up from a short dream he had where he was in a bookstore and the next aisle over he saw a woman with long, frizzy hair, close to the color of Brunette, and she smiled at him. Although the dream was short, he wanted to try to remember all th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2911234/ SIGNIFYING LIFEWhat does not frighten the young boy will seldomgrow to torment the man he must soon become.Sitting on a porch on a humid autumn evening I thought about this and in doingso unleashed a torrent of distant memories.Though childhoods grown are never perfectly lived,the moments that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2909635/ Walls Within WallsFor most of usthe construction began in early childhood,an intuitive defense mechanism,to cope with being deemed too short or too tall,too bright or too dim, too cute or too plain, toolarge or too small.Tools of the trade,employed by parents, siblings and playmates,were both inheri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2908498/ AN ODE TO OUR MUSES Compatible souls harness entropy,igniting releases of energy,unleashing the shackles of dormant states,freeing them from a closed system’s droll fate. When applied to pure creativity,writers, poets, painters and composersinstinctively comprehend that treasuredinsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2906773/ SMALL TALK I talk. You talk.We talk. We're pleased. He talks. She talks.They talk. They're pleased. Do you ever get the feelingthat not enough people listen? ©. 2020 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2905870/ FROM THE ASHES OF EMOTIONAL DEBRISDeprived of the hibernation of indifference,seemingly self-imposed, and sometimes self-inflicted,separate souls are drawn back onto thestages of life.These characters, being favored bythe Creator,found fate directing them onward towardsthe chance meeting.A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2903267/ PRIVATE  READING The walls are tall, strong and silent; containing a thousand millionoften read and often loved words. He used to believe he came here,in times treasured, to be alone. But now, every once in a while, he almost wants to admit thathe might just visit all o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2902151/ ROADMAP TO THE SOULA thousand milesfrom the ones we love:two thousand milesfrom ones who love us. Too late some learnthat distance measuredby steps is notnearly as faras the distancemeasured by our hearts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2901173/ A Reassuring SleepAfter a stressful day, as she was about to go to sleep, then opened her bedroom windows and let the cool breeze, and the rustling of the tree leaves sing a soft lullaby to remind her she had much to be thankful for. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2897197/ humor http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2892706/ Were Their Birth Certificates Also A Hoax? -An EssayWhen they were born copies were made and the parents received Birth Certificate of their own child’s birth. As the child grew many became friends with neighborhood kids. And each child was often seen in the area where they when to school. Som.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2889578/ WHO ARE WE? - A One-Page EssayWe are females or males, brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, aunts and uncles, cousins, friends, neighbors, coworkers and often strangers.We are farmers, clerks, construction workers, truck or taxi of bus drivers, doctors and nurses, mechanics and electricians, m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2878889/ Heading Towards The CrossroadsOn a mild Sunday afternoon Joyce and her older brother Jack sat on the front porch of their parent’s house. Jack stared at her a moment, then smiled.“Joyce, I want you be honest about our parent’s house. You really don’t mind that we agreed to se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2874545/ The Self-Adjusting DreamAbout four in the morning Pete woke up from a short dream he had where he was in a bookstore and the next aisle over he saw a woman with long, frizzy hair, close to the color of Brunette, and she smiled at him. Although the dream was short, he wanted to try to remember all th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2858845/ Sally And Sam1.One of the main reasons why she bought her house was the large, deep back yard with the nine mature trees and their leaves providing a cooling shade during the hotter Summer days. And she chose to use the back bedroom as her study and library because the window looked out into the bac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2858431/ Lilly’s Test1. The Late Night VisitorSometimes during the night she was wakened by a warm light that seemed to illuminate her whole bedroom. Bolting upright, she quickly glanced around to see if anyone had entered the room. Seeing no one in the room she was relieved, but still puzzled and perh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2858127/ A Day In Anna’s Life1.She had just finished eating breakfast when her phone rang. Answering it, she knew it was her art rep and she noticed, by glancing at the wall clock, that he waited until a minute after ten to call her because he knew she never answered her phone before ten A.M.“Ann.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2853124/ When Karma Shows Up1.Ten year old Joyce and her eight year old brother Jack were told to stay with the grocery cart by their mother because she left her purse in their car. They obeyed her and waited. After what seemed like twenty minutes Jack was getting worried.What’s taking her so long?&rdq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2841847/ THE ROADS THEY CHOSE1.They both grew up in small towns and wanted to experience life beyond the world they grew up in. They both enlisted around the same time, in part for the experiences, in part because doing so would help pay for their educations. They both went to tech school, then spent a tour .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2836607/ HER UNEXPECTED MUSE1.On Saturday evening, after her first year in college, Carol lay on her bed, propped up against the headboard with pillows, to relax after a full and busy day. A day filled with neighbors and high school friends stopping by to welcome her back home. Many questions were asked and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2835572/ THE MISFITS CLUB1.By the time they were in the 9th. grade, Cal, Susan, Stan, Marcos and Patty had become best friends. This was not surprising to their fellow classmates and some of their teachers because, by stereotype standards, they were considered the nerds in the smaller school system in the su.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2827001/ The Buyer And The Seller1.Mr. Graham, the owner of an up-scale art gallery, was setting at his desk when he heard the bell ring and looked up to see a middle-aged man, wearing a tailor made suit, enter the gallery’s front showroom. The man glanced around the showroom quickly, then focused his .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2825799/ ASSESSING THE DAMAGE 1.Very few apartment landlords are heartless. Most are simply businessmen providing a specific service. And, like most homeowners, they also have mortgages hanging, like the proverbial capitalist albatross, around their neck. Needless to say, these mortgages are met by keep.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2823294/ THE TAGGER AND THE DOG1,Just after midnight, when Harry was in the back yard, he noticed the back gate was unlocked again. He suspected Greg, the man he shares the house with, did this so Harry could get his nightly exercise. And this was fine with him, so he left the back yard and strolled down the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2822403/ ON WHY IT WORKSIn the cool shade of the porch Gina sat in her wicker chair reading while her father worked on his truck in their driveway. Occasionally when he grunted or emitted mild profanity she would look up and glance at his legs perturbing from under the vehicle. If neither sound was followed .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2820876/ A Tale Of TailsAfter Doc had finished breakfast Chuck slowly came up to him. Doc looked at him and smiled.“You’re up early, aren’t you?” Doc asked.“To be honest, I didn’t get much sleep because of what happen in the kitchen last night,” Chuck confessed.&ldqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WillysWatson66/2810994/