My identity was as much a mystery as where I was or how I got here. A deep buzzing sounded, vibrating through my bones. Even breathing made me dizzy in the thin air. Small rocks pressed into my back, but otherwise, the ground was somewhat soft, like sand or powder. I tried to sit up,Continue reading “Identity”
*”Snowdrifts and Echoes” was written in response to a Reedsy.com prompt: “Write about two people going sledding for the first time in many years.” Authors note: As a writing exercise, I tried incorporating all five Reedsy Prompts for the week. My other inspiration was memories. Sometimes they are like echoes, and other times they buildContinue reading “Snowdrifts and Echoes”
With the days still short and uncertainty rampant, sometimes we all need a little light in the dark. And all light begins with a spark. Although the holidays are over, I hope these stories will brighten your day and provide sparks of inspiration. Light in the Dark The first of these is my short story,Continue reading “Light in the Dark”
You can now read my entry for Challenge #2 in the NYC Midnight Flash Fiction Contest 2020.
“Souvenirs”: A woman finds herself at the mercy of a serial Killer in this Flash Fiction Thriller.
TW: Physical Violence
The first day of spring arrived, rainy and full of thunder. Spring always sparked a strange excitement in the town of Haverston. The widow, Gloria, re-opened her shop today. She was open each year from the first day of spring through Halloween. Outside of Haverston, no one believed the hype, but the locals swore byContinue reading “Spring Cleaning”
They were surrounded in impenetrable darkness. It was a physical force that pressed against them. Mark tried, uselessly, to shield Pat. There was no single side that he could defend. This was a thick entity, an engineered mass. There was a rumble in the depths of the shadows. The darkness deepened somehow, as though itContinue reading “Iridescent Darkness”
Josephine stepped out her door, and a crisp wind tugged at her dark curls. The late afternoon sun intensified the trees’ rose gold tones. The forest seemed to hold its breath in anticipation for the night ahead. The entire town of clover took part, but the seniors were always in charge of preparations. ItContinue reading “Autumn Songs”