Tag Archives: childhood

the first summer storm

Posted on June 9, 2013 by billcastro

darkening clouds gather song birds chatter in warning a roaring in the distance electric air awakes the senses the smell of wet earth a flash of lightning I wait in anticipation sizzle sizzle crackle crackle crackle pow! kaboom! I know … Continue reading →

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the cave

Posted on May 26, 2013 by billcastro

I attempted to respond to a recent post on The Writing Corp blog (http://thewritingcorpofficial.wordpress.com/2013/05/23/writers-workshop-intro/) that asked readers to submit a 100-word essay on exploring a cave as a creative writing project. My writing resulted in recalling powerful childhood memories and … Continue reading →

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When did imagination die?

Posted on April 16, 2013 by billcastro

I remember the world my best friend and I created as children. We grew up in a small town in the southwest Arizona desert, and the desert that surrounded us was our playground. With a clear sky and wide open … Continue reading →

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