I’m writing this at a very late hour and I need to be up ridiculously early tomorrow. Forgive me any ramblings, typos, or grammar mistakes. Short form seems to be the way to go for me right now, so I’ve … Continue reading Experiments in Writing – Flash Fiction
My husband and I decided to try indoor gardening when shelter-in-place and quarantine started. I was going to focus on carrots, peas, onions, and potatoes, but when I went to the store to buy seeds, I let one of the … Continue reading Experiments in Writing – Novella
This past December, my aunt sent out a request to the family to send my 4-year-old cousin some mail because he was sad none of the packages or cards arriving were for him. I decided to write him a fairy … Continue reading Experiments in Writing – Fairy Tales
July 24 Oppressive heat. Heavy heat. Insidious heat. Numbing humidity lays a thin sheen of moisture over the skin, quietly deadening and numbing the mind and the will. Both have already been fully assaulted by the heat. This is nature’s method of oppression. My sleep hasn’t been very restful. Dreams interrupt my cycles. A consequence, maybe, of the heat and humidity one must battle while awake and asleep. Maybe, also, a result of intruding external city noises from leaving the window open, or subconscious stimulation from light seeping in through doors not fully closed because the heat and humidity have … Continue reading Melancholia – Part 1
It had been raining heavily all morning. Small rivers flowed briskly through the gutters. The clouds were passing, the sunlight was strengthening, and the downpour had faded to a misty drizzle, one that was pleasant to walk through but wouldn’t leave a lingering dampness. The air hung heavy with humidity as she stepped out the door. She briefly lifted her face to the sky so the moisture could settle over it in the thinnest of films. Refreshed, she headed off and walked through the intermittent shadows of city-planted trees on one side and the intermingled sounds of cars and gutter … Continue reading Fantasy
Just in time for Halloween, I have a horrifying tale straight from my car, and it isn’t the fact that my mechanic discovered my ’08 Cobalt had its original struts. I was in Iowa for most of September, and in … Continue reading The Smell
Staring Out A Window 