TERRY GROVES

My oldest brother was born arm first. Perhaps he wanted to get a sense of what was waiting for him and stuck that hand out for some form...

I always knew that being a writer was a lonely choice. Long hours hunched over a keyboard, face awash in reflected light from the screen...

As I read about and listen to more governments apologize for attrocities of past generations I am left wondering what good is the effort,...

As I watch the drama around sports figures making their disappointment regarding the frequent killings of visible minorities in the USA...

I have been fortunate to have experienced life all around our planet. Through many varied life lessons, I realize I was blessed with an...

I can well imagine how heaven sounded this morning. Echoes of majestic laughter as my Lord looked down on his lowly servant surveying...

As I ponder the choices that people make, I wonder how we have gotten to the point where so many really stupid decisions are made...

I have had people ask me when I decided to become a writer, or what made me want to be a writer. I did not have much of an answer since I...

Since I live on Canada's west coast and most of my family lives in Ontario, I rely on social media to keep me connected. By social...

My old blog was not posting properly. I spent a few hours trying to figure out why and it turns out it was actually two blog accounts. I...

What do an errant tomato plant and a brat childhood have in common?

I saw the cook come out of the bathroom. After he finished pulling up his fly, he wiped his hands on his apron. He looked across the...

Generally, once someone has read one of my stories they ask “where do you get your ideas?” That is not the question I ask. I have always...

I knelt in the darkness hoping she would find me. We were playing tag but I really wasn’t into the game. The smell of oil and ancient...

The fog slow dances over the still surface of the marsh. Thin tendrils hang above the gray-green water, reluctant to leave their birth...

I have been involved with many different organizations, some new, some well established, some slowly spiraling into oblivion. All have...

Recently I saw a post on a friend’s Facebook page about how people don’t need automatic weapons capable of discharging thirty rounds in...

I remember reading about another horrific crash on The Malahat, a steep and curvy section of the Trans-Canada between Victoria and...

I recall my grandfather having a boat when I was just a kid. It was wooden and was powered by a brown motor and swearing. I recall...

I remember helping to torment my brothers by conspiring with the others, there were five of them so we were a gang, and then collectively...