Growing Old – Guest Post by Angela Lindseth

Thank you Rhetoric Askew for the guest blog spot!

Rhetoric Askew


It’s a creaky, old house; low ceilings, uneven floors, not a speck of insulation, but I call it home. I will be here for many years, not because I have to, but because I want to. Not because I don’t have a choice, but because I do have a choice. It’s my place. I’m at peace with it.


The house, like me, is aging and hopefully, with grace. We’ve deteriorated with time. We sag and need a new coat of paint. Each summer it’s harder to trim the hedges and the lawn doesn’t get mowed. Upkeep is a struggle, and we’re not willing participants.

Every winter I huddle in front of the Dearborn furnace, probably original with the house, which cooks my skin while it’s on and requires a sweater when it’s off.

It’s hard growing old and yet so easy at the same time. It’s not until I look…

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About angelallindseth

The release party for Sanity's Threshold, Slivers of a Twisted Mind, is set for October 8th! These flash fiction pieces tiptoe along the extreme and are not for the faint of heart. Delve into the paranormal, the horror, the obscene, and the odd. It will harness your imagination leaving you to question the slivers of your twisted mind.
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2 Responses to Growing Old – Guest Post by Angela Lindseth

  1. Patt O'Neil says:

    Oh Angela, how this really hits home as I sit here massaging my knee that will probably have to be replaced. Sucks getting old, doesn’t it. Good work my friend.

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