My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Tyler Winslow was a mean, seed-tick of a man, miserly and miserable. When the old man got brain fever there was no one willing to minister to him. Malevolence is contagious and even the good pastor would only preach through the front door. When the old man got brain fever there was no one willing … Continue reading Tick season
Legend says, when you can’t sleep at night, it’s because you’re awake in someone else’s dream." Belle lays in bed watching the blade of her ceiling fan make lazy circles. Tearing her eyes away from the hypnotic circling, Belle dares to look at her clock. Dim neon green numbers taunt her with 3:34. Despite her … Continue reading In your dreams
Folklore holds that a swallow nesting on your roof is lucky. If it flies into your house, it’s even more fortunate. I hope that’s true. I watch the chittering birds bringing twigs and dreck into the garden, piecing together their roosts. Hurricane season is near, and they must be settled before the storms come. Concrete … Continue reading Lucky swallows
"You pays your money and you takes your choice!" The carnival barker called out to festival goers, trying to entice them to play games of chance. He knew, and they knew, that there was no winning. All contests were rigged in favor of the Blackwell Bros. Mystery Circus. Still they came, laying down their hard-earned … Continue reading Fortune teller
The tight spiral staircase corkscrewed up from the marble floors. Each riser a chamber in a nautilus shell, compact and uniform. Sound contorted, ricocheting off the ceiling then down again. In her youth, the circling bannister was her playground. Laughter filled the stairwell instead of the angry din she was dodging now. Trying to get … Continue reading A step ahead
Snuggled together on their bed watching film noir, sheets kicked to the footboard, he grumbled. “Why do you stay with me?” She sighed against his bare chest. All she wanted was a quite, lazy Sunday morning. “Some days darlin’, I ask myself the same question.” “What’s your answer?” She swung a leg across his body, … Continue reading More questions
Thin spiral notebook 