Tim Cotton – Page 18 – Tim Cotton Writes

February Sun

Posted on February 27, 2021February 27, 2021 by Tim Cotton

In February, it’s the sun that is the headliner. Sure, you notice the patches of ice, the crystallized, granulated goodness of snow that changes consistency on an hourly basis, and the lack of foliage on your— all bark with no bite— deciduously inclined lawn ornaments. But, it’s the warmth of the sun that sets February…

Once Upon an On-Ramp

Posted on February 24, 2021February 27, 2021 by Tim Cotton

I pushed down the blinker lever and tapped my toe onto the well-worn brake pedal. The feedback caused me to consider that I was braking a bit too late, but I would safely make it through the turn regardless of the thick slush that coated the frost-cracked tar. I had an appointment about twenty-five-miles south…

Single Shelf Storage Solutions, and Sushi

Posted on February 20, 2021February 20, 2021 by Tim Cotton

My significant other—currently living a semi-charmed kind of nomadic professional life—settled in for some “Hey, TC, I’m in-between places” time at Casa de Timmaay. This is not difficult unless you, the full-time dweller of the 1966 vintage stick-built emporium of the unopened concept, have placed all your things on the shelves in a bathroom built…

I Stood Back

Posted on February 18, 2021February 18, 2021 by Tim Cotton

I stood back. COVID, you know. He was clad in wrinkled Khakis, a cracked brown faux leather alligator belt with a tarnished buckle, and old shoes; his coat looked like it was warm. The silver metal-framed eyeglasses showed signs of unsuccessful attempts at home repair. Tape filled the gaps where bending— one too many times—…

In the darkness, Ellie lurks.

Posted on February 17, 2021February 20, 2021 by Tim Cotton

My three o’clock in the morning epiphanies are brought to you by the shadowy outline of a black dog with ears perked in a manner that makes you believe that she is about to ask a question. She doesn’t; she just continues to stare until you begin to question your own life choices. While you…

Cleaning Windows

Posted on February 12, 2021February 20, 2021 by Tim Cotton

Cleaning Windows I am new to the world of blogging. As a matter of fact, I will attempt to never say blog again. Everyone blogs, some vlog, many will slog; I just write stuff. Sure, I’ve been writing on Facebook for a long time, and the platform has been good to me. But, as I…

Coffee & Chocolate

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This is one of the best books I have read in years. It has tenderness and warm, gentle humor - and several laugh out loud spots. Give yourself a gift and read this. You will better about life.

Amazon Customer October 9, 2020

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I loved every bit of this book. I’ve been following the Bangor Police page and then Tim Cotton’s page on Facebook for years now. I think of it as a tiny little piece of my day that I can count on to make me feel something – usually something good, comforting in some way, occasionally a wee bit of sadness, but sad in that wistful way that a person appreciates. This man writes the way I often find myself thinking in my own head. He points out all the commonalities that we have as people, rather than the differences. The differences he writes about are the superficial ones, and the ones that make us interesting. I stretched this book out for quite a long time, reading a chapter or two in between other books. It’s a great place to turn when a person wants to occupy their minds with something peaceful that helps us to understand the world and our place in it just a little more.

Unhappy July 1, 2020

I’ve enjoyed Tim Cotton’s stories and ramblings on Facebook (or The Book of Faces, as he calls it) for a while now. And having a whole book of his musings is the reading equivalent of binge watching Netflix (something I’ve only recently learned about during the lockdown). Cotton talks about the little things and he tells it like it is. But it would be a mistake to say he has ‘no filter’ – he most definitely has a filter and it’s a filter of kindness and compassion. I liked Chapter 5 ‘The Cop’ best. It’s more fictional than the rest, and I hope it’s a hint of a novel to come?

Wrenn December 30, 2020

I have read this book 4 times now; the first 2 times I read it slowly, trying not to let it end too soon. I decided to read a few other things after that – Hamlet, Great Expectations, A Time to Kill, A Time for Mercy, Little Women. The entire time I was reading those books I longed to go back and read The Detective in the Dooryard again. When I picked it up for the third time, I felt like I was sitting down with an old friend I hadn’t seen in years, the kind you know so well you can pick right back up where you left off. The Detective in the Dooryard is a collection of stories, some about Tim Cotton’s experiences as a Bangor, Maine police officer and Detective; some are about memories of things that shape us all into who we are today. Tim often references music, mostly from the 60’s, 70’s and 80’s. Just the mention of a song’s title makes me remember growing up and coming of age during those years, and I am immediately taken back to people, places and events in my past – some good, some bad, but always just as clear as if I were there. Tim’s writing is so descriptive you feel as if you are there inside each story as well; some of his writing actually takes my breath away. There is a lot of humor, wry sarcasm, wit, and deft handling of sometimes difficult subjects. This book is the touch of your Mother’s hand on your forehead when you’re sick, your favorite treat as a child; it’s coming home. Can’t wait for the next one

Hannah January 6, 2021

This book is like a warm hug. I honestly don’t want to put it down, but I also don’t want it to end. The struggle is real. It is not a mystery that you think you can figure out and refuse to put it down to prove to yourself you’re smarter than the author, but it feels so good and real you want to read more. Maybe I’m biased because I grew up in Maine and Tim Cotton’s lyric writings immediately put me back in the Maine woods and setting sun as I try to get every bit of light to take in the last bit of beauty from the day. It really is poetic, and funny, and relatable. You don’t have to be a big old sentimental Mainer like me to thoroughly enjoy this book, you just have to be a human living in a chaotic world looking for a happy release. Would I recommend this book; YES, SIR! Will I be giving up my copy any time soon, probably not. I know I’ll pick this book up whenever I need a warm hug, a feeling that I’m home in Maine snuggled up on my gram’s homemade quilt, and a moment of happy calm. Pick this up and enjoy! You’re welcome!

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Coffee & Chocolate

Amazon Customer October 9, 2020

Unhappy July 1, 2020

Wrenn December 30, 2020

Hannah January 6, 2021