http://slow.writerscafe.org/MrMaxNat The original writings of author Max Natanek en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776023801 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I stare at the shiny black plastic, and the circular dial. I glare at it, imploring it to ring. I don't care if it's a just a salesperson or a telemarketer, or even a misdialed number. I just want it to ring, to sound out that bittersweet chime. But all the begging, glaring and staring in the world .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrMaxNat/732311/ A day in the life of a ghost. Just a little vignette.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrMaxNat/731737/ Oh, those pesky tardy slips! They always manage to absolutely ruin your day, and put you in a terrible mood. But don't they deserve to be loved too? P.S. This is doggerel http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrMaxNat/713103/