Patrick S. Tremblay

  My Friend Series  This is an excerpt from a book I wrote about growing up  and the people I became friends with in my neighborhood.  All t...

Writing, like curb appeal, is your first impression of inscribing a good story. Many readers can tell if you are lazy by using too many clic...

One Sunday afternoon, Kenny was running home. It was a bright day. The kids were playing outside and there was laughter in the air. Tossing ...

  Derek dashed across the street as fast as he could run. The school was out and buses rumbled by one, two, and three big yellow buses. Ther...

Patrick received a little red tugboat from his Aunt Amanda. It was a birthday gift she sent him from Australia. Patrick was excited to get t...

Vamanos was a rodeo horse for eleven 11 years of his life. He was a rodeo clown and saved many lives from danger. When Vamanos was retired, ...

Hayden was born in the small town of Lake Tahoe at the edge of the Toiyabe National Forest. His father was a retired forest supervisor who t...

Katie was visiting her grandparents, and they went to the park to see the old Ferris wheel. The city built the Ferris wheel in the early 192...

When I was in middle school, I remember walking to class feeling less than confident about everything because I was this short and cumbe...

Here is a recipe that I made when I was trying to cut back:  on meals. Though this is small, it has plenty of nutrients and protein....