Six years ago, almost to the day, I originally posted this short story on Facebook. A writer friend and I had a tradition of finding a picture and both writing a story to it – and it was always fascinating to see how differently we interpreted the picture. This one, however, I think was the… Continue reading Collecting Pieces of Home
To begin with, he could never tell her that the way the sunlight glinted off of her hair and danced in her laughing eyes made him catch his breath in awe of its beauty. He could never tell her that when he thought of her, he always said her first and middle name – Bridgette… Continue reading The Three Things He Could Never Tell Her
Originally written on Sept. 20, 2012It had been a long evening. The patrons at the box office had been insufferably demanding and more than unusually fussy. Libby couldn’t wait to get off work and return to her apartment for some debrief time with a nice hot cup of tea. As she was about to leave… Continue reading I Promise, If You Dream With Me …
“The Ides of March” Series … Prompt #23 – “A scene from your story.”This is from my “one-day book” … the one I’m terrified to write, yet which burns within me like a secret dying to come spilling out. The characters have become my friends, the story-line my favorite, yet there is still so much… Continue reading In the Shadows Flickering
“The Ides of March” Series … Prompt #14 – “Find a previously unpublished piece of writing, revise, and post.”The map of a daydream is a delicious thing. Unlike a regular, boring map filled with sensible grids and universal symbols, a daydream’s map takes any form it wishes. Sometimes it’s even form-shifting – you think it’s… Continue reading The Map of a Daydream
“The Ides of March” Series … Prompt #10 – “A character sketch based off someone you know in real life.”The most fascinating people are the ones who are unashamedly themselves. The ones who aren’t beating down your door pointing out their unique qualities – but who just are unique in a thousand small ways. They… Continue reading Trixie
“The Ides of March” Series … Prompt #8 – “At the end of an empty street.” We walked a lot that day – two girls giddy with the love of a foreign city. Determined to save money and see more of the city upfront and personal, we had studied the maps – of streets and… Continue reading At the End of an Empty Street
“The Ides of March” Series … Prompt #6 – “The woman in the window (after Roger Aplon).”Late nights working Tad’s Grocery were some of Addie’s favorite. Her coworkers complained that it was too boring, too slow, too dull – but Addie? She loved the extra time to think all her deep, curious, 17-year old thoughts.… Continue reading The Woman in the Window
The “Ides of March” Series … Prompt #5 – “What can be seen through the fog.” The fog enfolds like a heavy blanket – one thick with chilling dampness. Streets you once knew well disappear into unfamiliar, mysterious byways holding fear and uncertainty. You navigate slowly, knowing that if you take one wrong step, you’ll… Continue reading Through the Fog
The “Ides of March” Series … Prompt #2 – “Write about the blues in the night.”Darkness presses in from the outside. The clock slowly strikes one late hour after another. And my soul feels a deep shade of indigo. The vat of old memories is being stirred and – Without warning – They bubble up… Continue reading The Blues in the Night
