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.

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Posted on August 8, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

I started writing this in 2009 before our younger son’s freshman year in college. He is now a sophomore at UNT and I am more proud of him than ever. Bridges, bridges, bridges. I lost count between Baytown and the … Continue reading →

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A Sweet Elderly Couple

Posted on August 7, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

Grief Anticipated, Part 2 When I was little, my dad could do anything. Tall, slender, and movie-star handsome, he was also strong and smart. During those golden times when he wasn’t out of town on his railroad work, he came … Continue reading →

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Stopping By the Rally on a Sunny Morning

Posted on August 3, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

Time for a little something on the lighter side… It all started when I went riding on a Saturday morning. A local rally passed near my house, so I just jumped into the ride from home. About the time I … Continue reading →

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Sitting on the Tracks

Posted on August 2, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

Grief Anticipated, Part 1 The diagnosis came by telephone while our whole family was eating Christmas Eve dinner. A tumor had wrapped around my dad’s esophagus, pushing it partly closed at one point. That explained why Dad had been having … Continue reading →

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Crossing the River.2 – Another Perspective

Posted on August 1, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

(These “Crossing the River” essays were an assignment in the Advanced Creative Writing course that I took in 2008.) “Look, here’s the Red River,” said Mom. “See the sign? ‘Welcome to Texas.’” The intermittent, muffled sobs from the back seat … Continue reading →

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Crossing the River.1 (MY version)

Posted on August 1, 2010 by Jan C. Johnson

(These “Crossing the River” essays were an assignment in the Advanced Creative Writing course that I took in 2008.) “Look, here’s the Red River,” said Mom. “See the sign? ‘Welcome to Texas.’” I burst into fresh sobs from my corner … Continue reading →

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