Once again, he had been let down. This year, he decided, things would be different. “It’s just not fair,” he sounded like a petulant child. “That should be me.” “What are you on about now?” Gabe tuned the strings on his lyre, trying to ignore Michael’s incessant complaining about the newest messengers. They both watched … Continue reading Freelancing
Category: Scriptic
To whom it may concern
Dear… I’ve thought about writing to you often since we parted, probably since we left it so… undone. Your last phone call caught me off guard. I didn’t expect to hear from you again, and I couldn’t bear to see you again. When you left, when you packed up and moved out of state, I … Continue reading To whom it may concern
Fish head stew
You do what you have to do to survive. You sleep where you can find safe shelter, and you eat what you can find to eat. You can’t be picky, you don’t have that luxury. That may mean making a stew from scavenged fish heads off the beach. Boiled in sea water with a few … Continue reading Fish head stew
A day in the life
My day begins before sunrise, when the others are still asleep. I patrol the perimeter, looking for intruders and making sure everyone is in bed where they belong. Mom is always the first awake, she never seems to sleep. I need to check on her, to make sure she is okay. If I snuggle with … Continue reading A day in the life
Memento Mori
For as long as I can remember, I've had this peculiar quirk. One that, when it happens, totally creeps out my usually steadfast husband. Without warning, my whole body shudders. As if I’ve been blasted by an arctic wind, I shiver uncontrollably for all of two seconds, then it passes. When I was a kid, … Continue reading Memento Mori
Daughter earth
Carol laid out the dress on her daughter’s bed. A creamy, white satin monstrosity with a crinoline petticoat and delicate, pink smocking on the bodice. More appropriate for a toddler, and not a 9-year-old, she knew Cami, her whirlwind of a tomboy, would balk merely at the words, “petticoat,” and “crinoline.” Since Cami had showered … Continue reading Daughter earth
Thin spiral notebook 