(A few somethings before I head out the door) An April Fool’s Inspiration Monday. I admit to being fooled so good on our host for getting me. Here’s a little poetry since I’m still short on creative prose. — The truth, delivered soft or hard A blow or a gentle caress To topple or to …
Andy is doing a Tuesday writing prompt so of course I jumped on board. I’m working on developing a thicker skin so I’m asking for critique on this. Keep it constructive! Prompt: Guilty Conscience Length: 200 words — “What’s all this about? It’s not my birthday?” The pleasure at his “surprise present” was disappearing as …
Up early. A romantic bit I wrote a while ago that I figured I’d repost. — The oak tree scratched the skin on her back every time she moved, but she plastered herself against it anyway. Darkness wrapped around her, hiding the verdant color of the soft grass beneath her feet and the shimmering leaves …
I try to write things from the male POV. I lack the parts necessary to truly understand, but that doesn’t stop me from trying it. It started as a story about a man’s infatuation with an imperfect woman (something sweet). Of course, my mind turned it into something not so sweet. Not the best I’ve …
Prompted by Inspiration Monday, which I haven’t participated in for a while. — “Smoke?” He barely acknowledged the white and red pack of smokes that appeared before his eyes. A simple grunt was answer enough. The metallic snick of the lighter drew him from his pensive thoughts long enough to stare at the woman taking …
What am I doing here? The reason I started this blog-thang almost 9 years ago was because I liked putting my thoughts out there and seeing what conversations I could start. It could also be read as me being a glorified attention whore. Mostly, it was a safe way for me to meet and interact …
I keep another site that houses the multitude of stories living in my brain. It’s private so it takes the pressure off me to perform, and I find I am freer in my writing. I wrote this today. This piece isn’t construing anything so please don’t view it as anything other than pure fiction. I …
What does it mean to miss someone? Better to have love and lost Than to never have loved at all? But when the pain is so acute you can’t breathe Could the comfort of “never had” Ease you into a good night’s sleep? Nothing hurts worse than longing But hope is a powerful thing And …
A comment was made, spawning this short story. I didn’t plan on posting because I have a regular short tomorrow, but couldn’t quite help myself. “Bend over.”The words flew from my lips like a shotgun blast, startling me with the force. Just speaking them opened something dormant inside of me. It unfurled, lodging in my …
What do you call a person who makes it a point to know your business? One who comes to your place and rifles through your stuff and then shouts to the masses the dirt that they find? Some would call that a creeper, stalker, or a troll. Know what I call it? A secret admirer. …