My journal of big words and pretty pictures
The ringing woke her from a deep sleep, but Millicent didn't mind. "Tell me everything!" The caller, near panic, was hyperventilating. "I had to get out of there, I couldn't breathe." Millicent's smile quickly turned to a scowl. "Man up, you big baby!" She yelled into her phone. "If you mess this up, I'll shoot … Continue reading Wake up call
If you hold your mouth just right, and squint a little, but not directly into the sun, you can almost make out the outline of Something that might be there. With some practice, you can believe that Something is Everything. With the right angle of refraction, the wavering image throws back what you most fervently … Continue reading Is anything still something
Burrowed into an overstuffed, leather chair in his office, Ricky swirled the ice in his rocks glass, fascinated by the thick legs on his whiskey. Watching the amber liquid slide down the sides of his drink, he was transfixed. Throwing back the last of the fiery liquor, Ricky reached for the nearby bottle. On close … Continue reading Forgive and forget
He stayed hidden in the shadows, the glowing tip of his blunt his only giveaway. She told him tonight wasn't good. She felt the beginnings of a migraine coming on. Taking a long drag on his packed Remington, he watched her stroll down the sidewalk arm-in-arm with that preppy guy from her office. He tossed … Continue reading Alone in the dark
The landscape sped by my window reminding me of the moving images of an old zoetrope. Hypnotized by the rhythmic clacking of the train's wheels, I daydreamed of cowboys and iron horses. It was his idea to ride the train to visit him. He wanted me to see the countryside, and have time to fall … Continue reading Cowboys and iron horses
I saw her standing in front of the greeting cards. She was far enough away that she couldn't leaf through the selection of valentines, but close enough to read the sappy sentiments. With a melancholy look on her face, an occasional smile would threaten, only to be subdued by her sad eyes. She held her … Continue reading Valentine’s Day
Thin spiral notebook 