My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Coursing through my veins, a pulse that throbs to the point of pain, is this need to purge the words inside my head. Lit from within, they boil and churn, sometimes in a coherent rhythm, sometimes in a vortex of confusion and madness. Unbidden, they emerge as fully formed creatures, with backstories and foreshadows. They … Continue reading Backstories and foreshadows
He hated calling her, but his captain liked the good press she brought the department when solving difficult cases. He couldn’t deny she got results, but it confounded him how she did it. He was follow-the-rules analytical, black and white, right and wrong. She went into the in-between, walked in the creases where light was … Continue reading She’s got the touch
Beneath the oak tree was the perfect spot to watch his apartment. Under the leaf-thick branches, looking down from the third floor, she was hidden from view. The coffee cup in her hands wasn’t for the caffeine, it was only a prop in case someone walked up, and questioned why she was there.Their affair ended … Continue reading Third floor apartment
I had a moment in Target earlier this week. I feared having a total meltdown in the fitting room while trying on jeans. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve driven home in tears after clothes shopping. For women of a certain size, it can be an exercise in futility, and humiliation. Damn you, … Continue reading Breakin’ the Law
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
They both knew the day would come when the student surpassed the teacher. He was no longer the trusty sidekick, the apprentice to a mentor. In a supreme test of power to decide who was the master, they prepared for a final battle. No mere quarrel, this was a fight to the death. Each drawing on … Continue reading Magician’s apprentice
Thin spiral notebook 