Showing posts with label new york. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new york. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 19, 2018
An Unexpected Encounter
The actresses and models were always drawn to him. Perhaps they felt he could write a story with them in mind or help cast them in a movie. He didn't fancy himself as good looking - rather he was average looking. If he had not been a successful writer he would not be looked at twice. It didn't bother him at all if anything it empowered him.
Labels:
2018 at 04:12PM,
December 19,
new york,
Short Stories,
The Unexpected,
unexpected,
wordpress
Wednesday, July 25, 2018
Two Strangers
“That’s a lot of luggage to bring into a marriage.” “As if it’s not tough as it is.” She said. “What are you going to tell her?” “I am going to tell her to make a decision based on what she feels. If she is scared at any time when she is with him - that is a bad thing. Couples should feel safe when they are together.” “So why don't you just tell her not to marry him?” “Because it’s her decision to make. If I tell her to do something it's my decision. She needs to understand that whatever direction she is going to choose in life, she has to own it.”
Labels:
2018 at 05:11PM,
daily news,
depression,
destiny,
Freddy Zalta,
July 25,
kids,
life,
mets,
new york,
parents,
Short Stories,
Sports
Tuesday, February 21, 2017
Boat Upon a Lake
In the darkness, if you close your eyes you can hear the songs from years past; the splashing from the swimmers, the laughter from the summers from so long ago. The sounds of panting, crying and conversations. The optimism of the youth and the innocence...now gone.
Labels:
2017 at 06:34PM,
February 21,
Freddy Zalta,
new york,
old memphis,
Some Poetry
Friday, December 25, 2015
The Thief of Dignity
"Ya Frankie, several blocks away isn't far enough." "I guess our time to run has come and gone. Time is a theif Ev, its a theif of so many of our wants and needs." "Its a theif of Dignity, Frank. Dear old Frankie, we once blamed others for the theft, huh? Then we blamed ourselves for wasting too much time blaming and now, the time has stolen it all." "Time is the theif of dignity even the richest man in the world cannot avoid."
Labels:
2015 at 09:44AM,
alzheimer,
December 24,
dignity,
frank,
Freddy Zalta,
friends,
Health,
love,
Mental,
Motivation,
Movies,
new york,
of,
theif,
writing
Sunday, October 18, 2015
Blood and Coffee and the Field of Dreams
The world is spinning out of control - Islamic extremists do not have any sense of the value of a single life. They worship a religion where death is the ultimate achievement. Whereas the rest of the world celebrates life and the value of each and every soul. We understand that with each death there is a value, a space, that is lost and the world, the whole world is changed forever. So we watch baseball, we scream obscenities at the screen, jump for joy when we can and simply enjoy the pain of being a NY Met's fan.
Labels:
2015 at 12:54PM,
death,
dreams,
Freddy Zalta,
islamic extremists,
Israel,
life,
love,
mets,
new york,
October 18,
time
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)