Alex Trenoweth

May 26, 2020
Avian Resurrection

Avian Resurrection, Part 22

Marvin woke up from a good night’s sleep and just knew it was going to be a great day. He stretched and yawned and flexed his feet, feeling ridiculously happy about the day ahead of him. It was the first time in a long time he had felt this happy and relaxed about the day ahead. Leaping out of bed, he again stretched and then did as many push ups as he could—he didn’t think twenty five was too bad for someone who had put more energy into avoiding gym class than in actually attending. Push ups done, he then […]
May 26, 2020
Avian Resurrection

Avian Resurrection, Part 22

Marvin woke up from a good night’s sleep and just knew it was going to be a great day. He stretched and yawned and flexed his feet, feeling ridiculously happy about the day ahead of him. It was the first time in a long time he had felt this happy and relaxed about the day ahead. Leaping out of bed, he again stretched and then did as many push ups as he could—he didn’t think twenty five was too bad for someone who had put more energy into avoiding gym class than in actually attending. Push ups done, he then […]
May 25, 2020
Alex Trenoweth, Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman: Song of Myself

Walt Whitman was born on 31 May 1819 at 1:45 am (Rodden Rating: A; Collector: Rodden) in Huntington New York with Jupiter in Aquarius and Saturn in Pisces. I have often said there is usually wonderful synastry between a fan and their idol. There is no disappointment here! This Walt Whitman lover shares her ascendent with Whitman’s Sun, the same Moon and Saturn degree and natal Venus in opposition to “The Good Gray Poet’s” Neptune!!   However, I will have to concede that Abraham Lincoln  (12 February 1809, 6:54 Hodgenville KY, Rodden rating: B; Collector: Rodden), the object of Walt […]
May 25, 2020
Avian Resurrection

Avian Resurrection, Part 21

Bonnie drove without having a solid plan. She had missed her children but had been away for so long without a word that she knew they would be angry. They had every right to be. A good mother would have called by now and let her children know she was thinking of them. A good mother would have made sure a hot dinner was on the table every night. Bonnie was overwhelmed with the guilt of not being perfect. Like Alfie, Lucy had not cared much for Bonnie. There was something about her that just missed likeability. She looked like […]
May 24, 2020
Avian Resurrection

Avian Resurrection, Part 20

There was that sucking sound and they were all transported together to Julie’s bedside. Beth tried as best as she could to keep Julie warm and happy but in her heart of hearts, she knew it was a losing battle. Tom could no longer bear to be in the same room as her and she had heard on more than one occasion, him begging whatever gods may be to release Julie from the prison that was her body. Beth was not ready to accept this request. She had given birth to Julie, had looked after her in every capacity and […]
May 23, 2020
Avian Resurrection

Avian Resurrection, Part 19

Links to the other parts of the novel at the end. Only 4 more parts to find out how I wrap this mother up! Thanks for reading! Everyone still looked doubtful. “Look at me, am I stressed? I’m away from my mate!” shouted the puffin. Maurice rolled his eyes. “You’re dead, dummy,” he said as if the puffin had forgotten this. “I don’t get it! I don’t get it!” said the penguin. Maurice puffed up and rolled his trunk up and then out. “What I’m saying is: There is going to be one hell of a row in a few […]
May 22, 2020
Avian Resurrection

Avian Resurrection, Part 18

That was the moment Clarice knew what she was going to do and although she had no way of knowing it, she had helped Caroline move forward too. In her dreams, Caroline had often dreamed of saving someone, of meaning something to someone. So when Clarice returned the next morning in her immaculate uniform with a smile on her face and huge bouquet of flowers, for the first and most significant time of her life, Caroline felt she had done something important. Never in her short life had she received any sort of flowers from anyone. It’s a big moment […]