Category: writing

The Greener Side

A tender flame licked the lower branches of a meticulously trimmed tree. Barely five years in its place, the young thing’s life was at its end. It was a rescue, of sorts, or so mused the figure standing watch over the sorry tree’s demise. The tiny neutered pear […]

PUBLISHED! So Why Am I.

I’ll likely post more about this later, but I’m typing this entry on my phone at an inhuman time of night so that I may get it out of the way while I’ve still a shred of nerve to do so. I was published recently. In quite a […]

Magic Little Blues

Some writers refer to writing as the ultimate pleasure, and in some ways, I suppose it is, but not in the way one usually experiences pleasure. It isn’t like the pleasure we get from eating ice cream or laughing or having sex. It is a pleasure more akin […]

Lurking Monsters – part 2

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 […]

Lurking Monsters – Part 1

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 […]

Proud little magic pill

This morning, I’m taking a break The choice is scarcely mine I’m nearly clawing to the forefront of an exhaustion meltdown And Pandora’s on the fritz blinking off..on my J N Howard kills my brain every time, but not now, not this morning; I’m taking a break; I’m […]