My journal of big words and pretty pictures
What if you could have just one wish, any wish - good, bad, or magical - and it be granted? You have to decide now, without consideration for any consequences to you or anyone else. What would you choose? Would you wish for financial independence? Or to have a stable of luxury cars? Would you want to travel the … Continue reading Bad decisions
More of Andrew's story... A handful of breadcrumbs cast in the air brought a screech of gulls swooping down on the jetty. The birds always congregated on the narrow finger of shells and sand that jutted out into the bay feasting on mussels and tiny hermit crabs, and scraps from tourists and fishermen. Nori zipped … Continue reading Wayward gulls
Caffe, as is life Dark, rich, full-bodied Both bitter and sweet It is all you add to it That makes it satisfying I am a regular tea drinker. While that is my preferred method of caffeine intake, I’ve become more of a coffee connoisseur over the past few years. Because I’m not a daily coffee drinker, … Continue reading Stop and smell the coffee
The room was dark, the blinds drawn against the dawning light. Trying to move, Pauley’s arms and legs were lead. In her dream, her screams were shrill, terrified. Her husband snored softly beside her, oblivious to her cries for help. Trying once more to cry out, she struggled against her immobilization. Her dog, reacting to … Continue reading Calling it a day
It's that time of year. The month of November has been the catalyst for many writers to hunker down and finally write that Great American Novel. Yeah, that's not going to happen here. I am attempting the November NaBloPoMo, but not the National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). I've done the novel writing thing a few … Continue reading 30 days hath November
It was almost midnight. A Cheshire Cat moon hung above the beach, its smug smile mocking her undoing. It was a still evening. The winter wind kept people inside, out of the bleak darkness. A body lay on a blanket spread out over the sand. Susanne stood to one side, unmoving, as the cold seeped … Continue reading Nightshade
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