My journal of big words and pretty pictures
What has come before... Sabine, still shaken, sipped bitter valerian tea. “The Elders’ll never listen to you,” Sadella, her twin sister, said. “Bernd is senior to you, and they won’t even let him in the council room.” “I have to try,” Sabine said. “The devils are getting bolder.” “Only you’ve seen them,” Sadella said, trying … Continue reading Tea and intrigue
It’s going to be an awkward talk. Why couldn’t he just abstain, that’d make it so much easier. I know today’s attitudes toward sex aren’t the same as back in my day, but the consequences are the same, and maybe even worse. If he won’t listen to my admonishments to wait, he better use protection … Continue reading Birds and bees
Hidden among a pine copse on the knoll above Harper’s field, Sabina watched a cluster of small dust devils skip across the lea stirring up chaff as they went. The search parties, Sabina had no doubts that’s what they were, were getting bigger and hunting more frequently. Though she respected their magic, her dilemma was … Continue reading Search party
It’s that old canard - some fancy girl disappears for several months, no one knows where or isn’t saying, and tongues wag about how the family sent her off to avoid causing them any embarrassment. Gwyneth was such a girl. She simply disappeared one night. Her parents deflected questions or gave noncommittal answers as to her … Continue reading Finishing school
I was keen on leaving the city to escape the craziness that my life had become. It wasn’t tourist season, so the beach seemed the perfect place for some much-needed relaxation. First day there, I strolled out on the fishing pier. Massive concrete stanchions carried the boardwalk far enough out into the surf that you … Continue reading Posted: No diving
It’s not the same when he writes me love notes, the words don’t have that southern accent I swoon over. The sound of his voice, a warm hug on a cold night, can’t be captured in the curve of his o’s or the angles of his l’s. His touch, tender as a summer breeze, caressed … Continue reading Love notes
Thin spiral notebook 