I love to give gifts, but I am not good at it. I'm not particularly crafty. I like to make things — I take pleasure in creating; that's why I write. Perhaps I could be good at knitting or sewing or woodworking, if I put in the effort. But I haven't, and so my skill … Continue reading Gifts
Category: Short Story
Gloria’s Baby
Gloria loves her baby. He is the meaning in her life; he is that which defines why she lives, and he is what she lives for. She can think of nothing else in her life that has ever meant as much as him: not her parents, not her siblings or her grandparents, and not any … Continue reading Gloria’s Baby
Cylpher the Righteous
My church cast me aside, but my god had not abandoned me. His power still stirred within my soul, strong and thumming. I felt its coursing strength begging to be unleashed upon his enemies. Through its force, I knew of his desires. His foes must be destroyed, and I was the tool by which he … Continue reading Cylpher the Righteous
D&D: Avenon
I get the opportunity to play Dungeons and Dragons with a friend on Sunday. It will be my first chance to play a character, rather than guide the adventure, in quite some time. I ended up using my writing time today working on that character (oops), so here's a little bit about him. Avenon is … Continue reading D&D: Avenon
Question
“Teri.” That name, more than any other, is not normally hard to speak. Justine’s connection to Teri is deep and full of history. Justine does not like people, and she doesn’t often speak to them or let them into their lives. Teri is an exception, but this utterance is different. Behind it, days of thoughts … Continue reading Question
Get Lost
She said to me, “Let’s go get lost in the woods.” I loved her, and so I followed her, as one does. She led me through the dappled light, laughing and smiling, because she is the sort of person who likes to be lost. There are people who always want to know right where they … Continue reading Get Lost
Ocean
Have you heard about the boy who went down to the ocean? They say he never came back. He went down to see the beach, and to dip his toes in the water. He told his momma he wanted to see what it was like. Well, he went down there, and she never saw him … Continue reading Ocean
The Worst Thing
I once asked my close friends, “What’s the worst thing that has ever happened to you?” Florence, who has the blondest hair I have ever seen glint in the sunlight, said, “Oh my gosh! I had just gotten to school, right? With my Eggnog Latte, because you know I have to get every seasonal latte. … Continue reading The Worst Thing
The Woman in the Sky
He couldn’t stop after just one flight. He knew he should have, just as he knew, if he wanted to keep himself concealed, that he should never have taken that first flight. Using his Talent, though — truly using it — had become something like an addiction. He felt like someone who’d been bound to … Continue reading The Woman in the Sky
Move
She doesn’t belong here. She’s dressed the part, wearing the necklace her mother gave her for christmas, and a chunky silver bracelet, and a knee-length black dress with a white jacket to cover her shoulders. She doesn’t look out of place, not in that sense; even her hair is done up nicely, with a braid … Continue reading Move
