Glenda & David Clemens, Authors
Sharing our imaginary friends with you!
Glenda Clemens Websites are HARD! Because we have no million dollar trust funds and are living on Social Security (we’re old!) we are doing our own website building and editing. (AND by WE I mean ME). Back in the 1960s when we were both in high school, we didn’t have computers. In my school we had TWO … Read more
It’s Time To Step Up Dion rode his black Harley along Valley Road with the Yakima River winding beside him. For the first time in his life, he was unaware of the beauty and contrasts of Washington State. The clear water racing between the rocky shores lined with trees were a blur … Read more
Sparrow Dreams for Beulah In the wee hours of Wednesday morning, Petrona, a rock sparrow and Beulah’s power animal, flitted from the small cottonwood tree on the banks of Mud Creek behind Beulah’s home in McAlester, Oklahoma. Beulah was sleeping, but Petrona needed to tell her about the special visitor on the front porch. … Read more
I am living proof, reading books can change your life. Without books, I would still be living in an abusive and repressive society. As an abused teenager a few teachers stepped up and helped me out. This was before the days when spanking was verboten. (Trust me, spare the rod, spoil the child is a … Read more
Originally published, December 31, 2017, on Cracked Nirvana. In And Out Of Africa Painting by Jane Garrison, 2014 Photo by Glenda Clemens, 2017 “Focus on your strengths, not your weaknesses. Focus on your character, not your reputation. Focus on your blessings, not your misfortunes.” ― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the … Read more
originally published on Cracked Nirvana, March 25, 2018. “You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.” ― Pema Chödrön I love living in the Pacific Northwest of the United States. I live in a rain forest beside a river in the Cascade foothills. My life is filled with … Read more
I talked to the baby when he was in Mommy’s belly. He would kick and I would giggle. “Hello, Baby!” One day I sang, “Twinkle, twinkle, little star. Come and show me who you are.” Mommy laughed and Baby kicked. Day after day, I waited for him. Mommy said, “You don’t know if the … Read more