Author: Tara R.

I believe all good fiction includes an element of truth, and all good photography includes an element of fantasy. In this journal I hope to give voice to the stories swirling around in my head, and to capture the images I see through my camera’s lens.

Peace and quiet

foggy valley
~ Tara R. ~ 2 Comments

Fog crept up from the bottom of the gorge, filling the chasm with a thick, muffling cloud. “It’s kind of beautiful,” Rosslyn said. Milo pursed his lips, holding in his retort. “Ethereal really,” Rosslyn said ignoring Milo’s condescending smirk. “The quiet is serene, like being in a dream.” Without turning his body, Milo cocked his head toward her, … Continue reading Peace and quiet

Do unto others

mary statue
~ Tara R. ~ 2 Comments

When I was a small child, I would pull one of my father’s white T-shirts over my head just so my face was showing, the sleeves and my hair tucked inside to make it look like I was wearing an ecclesiastical wimple. I would tell my devout, Southern Baptist mother that I was going to … Continue reading Do unto others

Ringmaster

top hats
~ Tara R. ~ 4 Comments

In his vainglorious hubris, he believed he could suspend the rising of the sun, draw rein on the ebbing tides, and command tempestuous weather like a ringmaster. Merely a man, lost in his own charade, he came to believe his own hyperbole. When at last his fall came, the descent was bloody and cruel. Those … Continue reading Ringmaster

American dream

colorful kite in deep blue sky
~ Tara R. ~ 1 Comment

“The sky was deep blue. A blue that hurt to look directly into, a blue that threatened to swallow you whole." So began Isabel’s tale.” Wrapped in a light woolen blanket, she sat on a high hill, beneath a tall oak watching her great-grandsons flying their kite. Their shouts and laughter lifting the rainbow triangle … Continue reading American dream