I Have Written a Short StoryTHE GLASS BLOWER The glass-blower stood back and marveled at his work. This had been a first for him and his toil was handsomely rewarded. Placing the decanter-shaped orb upon the mantel-piece, he looked around the room. Silence. In the twenty years... See More »
I Have Written a Short StoryApologies in advance......I do like a bit of gore. 😱 THE BLACK SHADOW As the dishwasher announced that its cycle was completed, the ominous, shrill sound assaulted my ears. Rubbing my throbbing temple with my finger-tips, I rose from the chair,... See More »
I Have Written a Short StoryIt is the hour of departure. She read the note. She puzzled over it. Was it even intended for her? It didn't have her name on it. Yet it was left directly in her path. Of course it was not her path. There were many who would have passed that same... See More »
I Have Written a Short StoryWe step out onto the sand as if into a dream. The warmth of the journey bleeds into the blessed ocean wind, leaving a chill tingle in its wake. Above, the dark tapestry of a moonless night unfolds across the heavens. To the North and South, cities... See More »
I Have Written a Short StoryI broke the news today. I've stopped by a few times since it happened, each time working up the courage to tell you and each time failing. Shame and sorrow burning in my chest I sit on a smooth marble bench, the sweet smell of the first magnolia of... See More »
I Have Written a Short StoryIn the quiet, expectant stillness of the morning, the last few months pull at me. Time I didnt realize had passed is counted in the ache of every bone and every muscle. Days gone by in laughter and love fissure my heart, spining outward and spurring... See More »
I Have Written a Short StorySpring comes to a close as I stand beneath the scorching sun, watching the tracks. My feet itch to be moving again, to feel the steady rhythm of miles passing beneath my feet. My anxious breath stirs the stagnant, sweltering summer air that weighs... See More »
I Have Written a Short StoryI stand alone, completely and utterly alone beneath the stars. A gentle breeze tickles my face, swaying the waist high wheat to caress my outstretched and bruised palms, tickling my legs, humming in my ears. Drenched in moonlight, their stalks hold... See More »
