My journal of big words and pretty pictures
His seemingly boneless body melted into a puddle of sunlight flooding through the French doors, his soft purring the only proof of life. A morning of intense parkour - ranging along the couch back, hopping to the desk top, skipping across towering bookshelves, to defying gravity arcing vertical walls - exhausted him. Conservation of movement … Continue reading A puddle of sunlight
Her latest tattoo spelled out, “CAUTION: CONTENTS HOT.” The tight, single line of black block capitals positioned just above the crack of her ass was underlined by the crimson lace thong peeking over her jeans’ waistband. If there was any justice, instead of the self-aggrandizement of her callipygian figure, the tat would serve as a … Continue reading Closing time
“Are you sure we’re in the right place?” Mia picked dry leaves out of her hair. “Of course, I’m sure.” Aden pushed aside underbrush. Traipsing through the woods looking for a specific tree was a frustrating endeavor. Ten years was a long time in a tree’s life. "It won’t still be that little sapling.” Mia turned … Continue reading Too much to bear
We all know what spam is… and not the gelatinous lump of canned processed meat food. Rather those annoying, sometimes humorous, sometimes disturbing, sometimes vulgar emails or blog/social media comments we receive on the regular. Most of my email spam comes to my Yahoo account, and I don’t usually see them unless I’m doing a … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Words
The family was gathered for holiday dinner. Being the youngest adult, I still got relegated to the kid’s table where the conversation was a scurrilous attack on Debbie Bishop who had brazenly flirted with cousin Pooky’s tenth-grade boyfriend. The level of vitriol spewing from these high school Mean Girls rivaled the juiciest TMZ scandelmongering. Talk at the … Continue reading Not so silent night
Marti meandered through the pumpkin patch tapping each gourd with her Pretty Princess fairy wand made with purple, metallic star garland; silver tulle; and sparkly, multi-colored rhinestones. With each thud, she sang out, “bibbidi-bobbidi-boo.” It was hidden in the pile somewhere, she just knew it. All she had to do was find the right pumpkin, … Continue reading Dream car
Thin spiral notebook 