E.C. Rammel

Chapter Two:

Four Months Ago Paul The chapel at Safe Haven is small and simple—akin to a church in a Thomas Kinkade painting with its white Greek Revival style structure boldly boasting its purity and virtuous humility, its steeple standing tall among its surroundings, guiding somber souls to its sanctuary. The wood grain of the inner wallsContinue reading “Chapter Two:”

To Obsessing Over Football

It’s your fault, husband. Here’s why. I grew up watching sports, even playing a few–poorly, I might add (Apparently, I have an “athletic build” but no hand/eye coordination.). I watched basketball in high school and remember America’s first Dream Team. I even have the jacket and the Wheaties box. Laminated. That’s right. Go MJ. GoContinue reading “To Obsessing Over Football”

Recommended Product: Coursera

I wanted to start a section on things I recommend, in case anyone is in need of something I am using at the time. I’m HUGE on education–being a former teacher, and all–and I use the site Coursera for my personal needs. Let me just say, as a learner this site gets me excited. ItContinue reading “Recommended Product: Coursera”

Chapter 1: Escape

The snow on the ground crunched beneath his bare feet. The burning pain was fading; he could barely feel the cold, or the wet, or the protruding sticks, or the stones threatening to gash the cracked, naked soles that carried him. They were rapidly growing numb, and he knew he would soon lose all feeling.Continue reading “Chapter 1: Escape”

Preface

The C&O Railroad courses through the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains, connecting it from the coast of DC to the upper perimeters of Michigan. Only it felt like it didn’t really lead anywhere, if that makes sense; all it did was pass through our Great Valley, paying no mind to anyone, and leaving those behindContinue reading “Preface”

This is the start of something great…

I can feel it. The ideas that float around and end up in various notebooks can come together here, for me and for you, if you like. My husband laughs at me–while rolling his eyes–because I am always writing. If I read a history book for fun, I’m taking notes; if I’m researching something forContinue reading “This is the start of something great…”