Yesterday, I sat down to each lunch after I finished writing for today. Today, I realized that I never came back and posted what I had written! Oops! Here's yesterday's post. From the fourth grade onward — or perhaps from a bit earlier than that; her younger years tended to blur together in her memory … Continue reading Time Wasted
Tag: daydreams
A Second Excerpt from “Letters”
I chose to spend this morning working on a project I call "Letters," from which I've previously posted one excerpt. Here's a second excerpt from it as today's post. Birch was gone when Tomás awoke, as Tomás had expected. Tomás was thankful. He was incredibly sweaty, for one, having spent the night wrapped up in … Continue reading A Second Excerpt from “Letters”
First Flight
The first time Avery flew was in the dead dark of a winter night, while his mother and a good portion of the city were fast asleep in their warm beds. Trembling with the fear that his mother might awaken to discover him preparing to leave — or worse, that she would be awake when … Continue reading First Flight
The Memory of Her Scent
The sweet smell of her hair fills his nose as he lays in bed at night. He breathes it in deep, savoring every molecule of it. It is the scent of peace and contentment. It lulls him deep into sleep, where for a few hours, he stops existing. The soft touch of her hand, fingers … Continue reading The Memory of Her Scent
Witch-Fungus
It strikes me how a person can be told a thing, and listen to that thing, and believe they have internalized it, all without actually learning that thing. There is a major difference, I think, between knowing something as a fact, and having learned it; between recognizing that something is true and having it become … Continue reading Witch-Fungus
Newborn
I was thinking about the character on this one and how I wanted to write a story about what she became later in life, but somehow along the way I lost the actual story I meant to write. It ended up having little in the way of "story" at all, and it's more just like … Continue reading Newborn
Not Quite So Bad
“You have got to stop lying so much.” They are at the dinner table, but there is no dinner. Chelsea was supposed to make it. She has her hand resting on a fist. Her eyes are half-closed and directed outside so that it is clear she doesn’t want to be listening to Tara. Tara’s eyes, … Continue reading Not Quite So Bad
Homesick
It’s a weird thing, I guess, but I tend to get homesick for this place I’ve never been. There are a lot of places I’ve never been, of course. I mean, there are a lot of places most people have never been, but I feel particularly exceptional in that area. I’ve never really left my … Continue reading Homesick
Maybe (Probably)
Have you ever had a moment in your life, or even a longer time, where you felt like you just weren’t acting like yourself? Maybe you said something you didn’t think you meant, like making a joke about your friend being ugly, or telling another friend you hated their boyfriend even though, really, you didn’t. … Continue reading Maybe (Probably)
Frozen
He awoke to find that his room had an icy chill, as though he had left a window cracked in the night, or his heater had decided to give up its fight against the winter weather. He discovered, upon finally forcing himself out from beneath his sheets, that neither of these things had happened. The … Continue reading Frozen
Daydreams 