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
The story continues... One by one, the swirling dust devils gathered at the base of Cedar Knoll, the drove’s path through the fall grass of Harper’s Field a twisting labyrinth. They waited, gathering dry leaves and pine needles into their vortex, darkening their malevolent features. An angry chittering built to a threatening crescendo, startling a … Continue reading Dust devils
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
“Your future self is watching you right now through your memories.” ~ Aubrey de Grey “You see it too, dontcha?” Miriam raced from person to person in the hospital day room, holding up a used lunch napkins by its top two corners. “It’s right there,” she said, shaking the paper square with righteous indignation if … Continue reading Foreshadowing
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
Thin spiral notebook 