Part 1 here Photo by Eva the Weaver A straight staircase connected the house to the street, and it appeared much like an arrow, pointing me to the front door; without effort I was upon the steps, three up, then detected movement behind me from the street. I […]
I will spare you any tedious introductions. Just know that I go into this with the assumption that I may be communicating to a group of people who are not real. It’s altogether likely that you are just tricks of my subconscious, wandering about a dream within another […]
Part 1 Here Photo by Tesla 314 Jimmy jumps up outta his spot that he barely ever leaves – I swear the whole dang house could be on fire, and he’d still have his lazy butt sealed to that dent on the left side a’ the couch, but […]
Image from State Library My roommate is the most insensitive ass ever to curse this corner a’ Carolina. He’s always been a jerk, you know that, but yesterday he pushed me too far. I almost coulda killed that boy he got under my skin so bad. No, I […]
I have some major stuff going on at work this week, so I’m not likely to finish the newest composition as soon as I’d like. I will say that it’s VERY different from anything I’ve ever attempted before. For now, I’m dusting off something that I wrote a […]
Part 1 – here Part 2 – here Part 3 – here The “if I’s” began to play through Abby’s mind. If I live through this, I’m going to let Jack buy the snake he’s been wanting. Compared to all this, a snake in the house won’t seem […]
Sorry for the delay in getting this posted, and thanks for everybody’s patience. Real life is pissing me off this week with all its getting in the way, and the new puppy is kicking my weary butt. The small streak of anger within her was growing; as Abby […]
part 1 here Even as the exclamation about her blouse broke free from her lips, Abby knew her clandestine stop at the Sip n’ Zip had cost her dearly this morning. “Be quiet, and drive!” came a harsh whisper from behind her seat. The words were desperate to […]
It’s my one indulgence, Abby thought to herself, peering at the frosty, oversized container in her hand with a triple claw logo blazed down the front. Absent were the words “lo-calorie” or “lo-carb”; if she was going to drink the stuff, she wasn’t messing around. She was supposed […]
Here is the conclusion to this little heartburn of a tale. Thanks for everyone’s enthusiasm. If you aren’t up to speed, Part 1 is here. BTW – If anybody is curious, the lyrics contained in this story are from Greg Laswell’s “Comes and Goes”. His stuff is amazing! […]
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