Up the stairs. Not here. Down the stairs again. Where did I leave it? I toss cushions haphazardly to the living room floor. I rifle through kitchen drawers not really caring what disarray I leave things in. I won't be coming back. Up the stairs again. I rip the bedding from your bed and toss … Continue reading burning the past
Hey y'all. I wanted to swing by here and tell you about one of my short stories. Writer Interrupted has been accepted for a short story competition over on Purple Wall Stories. about Purple Wall Stories Purple Wall Stories selects 8 stories a month. They stick them in a one on one competition, tournament style. … Continue reading cast your vote
From the distance comes the sound of lawnmowers mowing. He rolls over and pulls the pillow over his head to muffle the sound. He knows he should get up. He has his own lawn to mow and a list of other things to get done. He went back to sleep. This was that 50wordstory I … Continue reading Back to Sleep
She hopes that the muse can hear her cry. Hear her calling for sweet inspiration to visit her. See her trying so hard to find those words that build that story and take pity on this wretched, miserable soul.
I should have been in bed but instead I wrote this story.