My journal of big words and pretty pictures
She stands at my knee, prancing excitedly like a Lipizzaner on parade. Trying to speak, all she gets out is “gruff, grrrrrufff, gruffff.” I swear she is smiling at me, laughing because I don’t get her joke. I imagine it’s something like, “hurry, Timmy has fallen down the well. Again!” What she’s really asking is … Continue reading Squirrel chaser
I was a youngster when they returned, with their massive airships and mind-boggling technology. They promised to depart their knowledge to us. They promised prosperity, they promised an end to disease and disability. What they didn’t tell us was at what cost - total domination. What they didn’t expect was how advanced we became during … Continue reading Xenophobia
With his sun-weary face always turned toward the sea, Cap’n Thad looked every bit the pirate. He had pulled his long, grey hair into a loose braid, and embellished it with bits of sea glass and shells. Small, gold hoops hung from his ears. He regaled tourists at the wharf with tales from a lifetime as a … Continue reading A pirate tale
I kicked up tiny puffs of grit as I walked down the sandy path, getting the fine silt in my shoes. As I wandered deeper into the woods, my mind went back to our argument that morning. Once we calmed down, it was clear we both wanted the same thing. That’s how it was lately. Fighting … Continue reading Muscadine wine
He built his façade of lies, brick by brick, until he was ensconced behind an unscalable wall. Falling deeper and deeper into a tangled world of pseudologia fantastica, he dwelled where the bloom of a lie was more sweet to him than the perfume of the truth. His fanciful tales grew more absurd with each … Continue reading Brick pile
It was a detail Bates couldn’t ignore. The delay was frustrating, but necessary. Without an official homicide finding from the coroner, there was no case. No case, no charges, no charges, and he gets away with murder. The unseasonably warm weather had worked against him. After dumping her body in a shallow marsh, the ice … Continue reading No perfect crime
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