In response to the Writer’s Digest Prompt, which Skye wanted to share. — Slink…creep…pounce! That’s me doing what I do while you’re busy watching TV. Whoa, can those arachnids ever run. But Mom, you hardly notice me while secretly judging me, thinking I sleep all day. But I don’t. I reign our home as your trusty spider exterminator, the dust ball collector, spare…

But who adopted who? — What defines a pet? Is it an animal you claim as your own or must the animal also choose you? According to Dictionary.com, a pet is “any domesticated or tamed animal that is kept as a companion and cared for affectionately.” The day I met Buster; I fell in love…

A never-ending story. — When the alarm rang, I jumped out of bed, but who was I kidding? I’d been up for hours. Excitement will do that to you; rob you of sleep and replace it with anticipation. I had waited for this day all week, praying anxiety wouldn’t stand in my way. And…

I am a poet, fiction and non-fiction storyteller, aspiring children’s picture book author, and animal enthusiast. — Hi, my name is Karen Schwartz. My surname is my married name. I proudly commemorate eleven happily married years and my three fantastic children. I live in Canada with Ed, my husband of ten+ years and my cat named Skye. I am a former daycare and nursery school teacher, past…

Book Shelfie: Freestyle — The poser — cracking the (book) case. Wait, what? How can this be? This is what people who know me would say. I’m a self-confessed clutterbug, so how is it that my bookshelf is this neat? My bookshelf sits in an alcove of the main area of my condo and houses my most cherished books. On the…