Fractured
Her last will is read. Some are suddenly richer than the others. Somber silence is now replaced by a scuffle between siblings. A lone shoe makes its way over the… Read more »
Her last will is read. Some are suddenly richer than the others. Somber silence is now replaced by a scuffle between siblings. A lone shoe makes its way over the… Read more »
I saw him for the first time while walking home from school. He was on sitting on his porch, a gangly boy with sandy brown hair and a brooding, almost… Read more »
As I near another birthday and an unmentionable age, I am tempted, as I am every year, to look back at memorable days and days I would rather forget. My… Read more »
This fiction piece is in response to the Writing Reader’s prompt – Insomnia For those who sleep soundly, a full night’s sleep is never enough. The struggle to wake up… Read more »
This vindaloo we’ve ordered is vicious! My mouth is on fire and ice water isn’t helping. It’s suddenly sweltering in here. My palms are all sweaty. It’s probably just the… Read more »
It has been a while since I wrote a post about my to-read list. Truth is, I’ve been really focused on writing fiction lately. Potential storylines, protagonists and antagonists keep… Read more »
“What are you doing?” His voice boomed over the silence of the night, as he pulled away the blanket I was hiding under. I snapped out of my reverie and… Read more »
“Habla Inglés?” (Do you speak English?)? I asked the taxi driver who drove us from the Madrid airport to our apartment hotel. He didn’t. Not a word. This was our… Read more »