I hate that I find myself repeatedly apologizing for my lack of blogging. Though I am quite sorry. Since graduating, my schedule has sadly been conducive neither to the immersion of self in nerd-tastic books nor to the eager pursuit of self-publication. Aside from work I find my time largely consumed with family happenings and … Continue reading In the Absence of Words
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First Day of Summer
Flanked by two hardback wheeled suitcases at either ankle, Gaston waited on the curb, watching the families from the surrounding low income area enjoy the sunbathed park across the narrow street. Behind him loomed an aged apartment complex---a concrete eyesore---which had been his home for the past ten years while he worked, attended university, and … Continue reading First Day of Summer
The Late Mr. Pumpkin
Two nights before Halloween I went with my sister and her kids to a pumpkin patch hosted by a local high school softball team. After browsing a color-coded fruit labyrinth, we each chose one and returned to my sister's house where we sat in the driveway, listening to Michael Jackson's "Thriller," and carved. My pumpkin … Continue reading The Late Mr. Pumpkin
The Other Side of the Clouds
Among a sparse but sprawling bed of wispy cirrus clouds, a pair of sky people attended a power box protruding from a bulbous grey tuft of water vapor. One wore a toolbelt and unfastened the box's door; the other stood behind him, scribbling on a clipboard. Both wore blazing white uniforms of pressed collared shirts … Continue reading The Other Side of the Clouds
The Last Prompts from November
Oh man, I am so far behind on PagesOfFiction's prompts (It's December already?!!). Recently I've been working on short story gifts to family, and then was somehow distracted by my paranormal private investigator series, and by Villainy. But, on to the remainder of this past month's prompts. The Last Ones! Write about the autumn leaves. … Continue reading The Last Prompts from November
The King’s Emissary
Ova Scott monitored all persons coming and going through the west atrium. The International Public Health Crisis Summit convened a week ago at the famous palatial conference center due north of Jabedelle's capitol city. Two days remained. In Scott's capacity as a member of the security detail for the crowned prince of Glenvai, he was … Continue reading The King’s Emissary
Inky Paws
A sliver of natural luminescence slipped between handsewn curtains and glinted off the pearl black coat of a cat. The undersized feline hopped up from the window sill onto a ponderous oak desk, the most prominent feature of the quaint bedroom. The animal stalked past a Vive la France! mug bristling with writing implements; a … Continue reading Inky Paws
