I’m never at a loss for words. Since i got into the habit of writing in journals, filling many invitingly blank white pages, when i…

It was only a wisp,” Marnie said. “But I felt it.” “A wisp,” her husband said. He’d repeated her word, but his glance was skeptical.…

I run away from home almost every day. Well, I trot or walk away from home. I don't run. I began a new work schedule…

Alexander sat on the mangled remains of the stolen carriage and listened to the silence. At least the quarrel would be ended, though he desperately…

Trooper Proctor took the stand, and everything about him was wrong. His oblong face was marked by anger—not that he seemed particularly angry at this…

Much to say about the word "wisp".....short for "whisper" immediately comes to mind...which brings further to mind the idea that if you want to get…

I both like and love The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Not because I read it in high school, when it was assigned. I…

Eating bagels in the morning meeting because they're provided for free. Applauding when the plane lands because everyone else is doing it. Answering "fine" when…

This old beast of a man, 2024, walks hunched over under his filthy ragged cloak like every mean ogre in every tall tale. Over his…

The women stared at the debris, stirred up by the storm. Twigs and branches were gnarled into each other, like a giant’s bird’s nest resting…

The sun was down, but her own heat had only risen higher, as a cooler night promised an adventure in a place she knew she…

I think my great character fault – well, one of them, anyway – was that I had no dream. I mean I had no hell-bent,…