Author Archives: Jan C. Johnson

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About Jan C. Johnson

Welcome! If you like food, reading, laughing over life's little disasters, and maybe thinking about the bigger things of life, you have come to the right place. Besides blogging, I write humorous fiction, though real life tends to leave fictional humor in the shade. But I'm not a total goofball. No, really. I've also written a most riveting memoir--not mine, which would be boring, but rather the life story of an obscure pastor in Liberia, West Africa. His hair-raising memories of the Liberian Civil War years make for some suspenseful reading! Discover more under the "My Books" tab. I live in North Texas with my husband, Brent. We enjoy bicycling, Mexican food, and traveling to visit our kids and grandkids.

Grief… Encountered

Posted on September 8, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

Grief Anticipated, Part 5 This morning I rushed off to have my car serviced and forgot my phone. Drove an hour to get to North Dallas, mostly through torrential rain. The first fifteen minutes in the dealership waiting area, I … Continue reading →

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DFW to Sky Harbor

Posted on September 8, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

DFW to Sky Harbor by Janice C. Johnson Voices, noises, choices of drinks. Hurried attendants, the insistent whine of jet engines and cranky toddlers. A family starts their vacation, the kids oscillating with excitement. A man checks sales figures on … Continue reading →

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Getting Dis- “orientated”

Posted on September 6, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

When I launched this blog, I mentioned something about letting you eavesdrop as I puzzle over things. Well… this is one of those “things.” Most of the time I use prefixes and suffixes without thinking about them. After all, these … Continue reading →

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I Want My Car Back

Posted on September 3, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

I knew the roads were unpaved once you got in there. I had seen the photos from previous summers’ paintball scenario games: Brent and our two boys in the D-Day Adventure Park staging area, on the truck en route to … Continue reading →

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Song in the Night

Posted on September 1, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

Grief Anticipated, Part 4 Dear Dad, When I was a young girl, you were the one I took my little heartbreaks to. Looking back, I doubt that you had a clue as to what to do or say. It didn’t … Continue reading →

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Fences Make Good Dogs

Posted on August 30, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

We cyclists face three potential dangers every time we get out on the road: traffic, dangerous weather, and unrestrained dogs. Don’t get me wrong– I love dogs. We have two of our own; lovable mutts with very few psychiatric problems. … Continue reading →

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