She looked around her seeking a path, but there wasn't one. The darkness grew darker, blacker around her. She begged...
It's me, stopping by to say hello. It's writing, but without the storytelling. Weird, isn't it? But, here it is, nonetheless.
I took this picture while out on a walk. It was just screaming "write a story," so I did.
Remember the book Write the Story? It's been a while since I shared a story following one of the prompts in this book. Inside the book there are suggested storylines. Along with these suggested storylines, there is a collection of ten words that must be included within the story. It's a lot of fun to … Continue reading Senior Challenge, a short story
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