Crucible

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Nana and I stepped out under a late night sky. It was just a walk, but I was thrilled beyond belief! I wasn’t ever allowed outside after dark, but Nana was the boss of Mama, and so when she invited me to walk with her a solid hour past my bedtime, I was simply bubbling over inside with triumph almost impossible to contain! It wasn’t long before my thrill was replaced by awkward silence.

I was six. I really didn’t know Nana. She and Daddy mutually loathed each other, and so I’d heard nothing but bad things about her. Quite factually, I’d pictured her a lot like the witch in The Wizard of Oz, with green skin and a cackling laugh and everything, and so I was still trying to sort out whether a witch might be hiding underneath her rather ordinary appearance.

Straight away, Nana fumbled around in her purse, producing a single cigarette, which she lit, instructing me that I mustn’t tell. As quickly as it had arrived, my awkward silence was Continue reading

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Hyatt Sloughton

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This one’s actually in South Korea, but I couldn’t seem to find any pictures of Sloughton at all… strange.

This is part two of 12 Woodbury Lane.

Alec set the suitcase down just inside the door, out of harm’s way. He turned the luggage tag over and back again, staring at the name momentarily in incredulity. He pulled the letter out of his pocket to compare the postback with the name affixed to the randomly placed piece of luggage. He checked it twice to be sure. Then he tucked the letter back and turned to find Estelle watching him intently.

Seldom did Alec Continue reading

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Night Jump

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Reid Ferland knew his hobby would be his death. Skydiving had been his passion since the days when he and his brothers would climb to the roof of the barn with their mom’s good linen sheets. With more than eleven thousand jumps logged, no one else was really surprised either on the night they scraped him off the ground.

For some of us, choosing how we live is also choosing how we die. Reid was a skydiver, and that’s the thing about skydiving: if you truly love it, it’s not a matter of if anymore, just when. For Reid Ferland, when came a little sooner than expected, but not too much.

I think he died a happy man.

No one really Continue reading

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Picture it & Write

Picture courtesy of Ermilia LLC.

Click the pic for all the details on how to get your copy and help contribute to this amazing charity.

Yay! My first time published!

Many of you are already familiar with the fantastic writing prompt that inspired this publication, but for those who aren’t, I encourage anyone to play along each Saturday, or at least stop by and read. This book of entries for the prompt includes four of my short pieces of fiction along with some wonderful contributions from twenty-three other talented authors.

The paperback and eBook are now available on Amazon. All profits go to The Girl Effect, a charity dedicated to empowering young women in underprivileged countries. I hope you’ll take a peek!

Thanks always for reading! ♥

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The Other Woman

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She was beautiful, Scanlon informed me, a stunning brunette in her late twenties. She wore a flattering pricy red cocktail dress and lipstick that perfectly matched. Silver-chain sandal stilettos flaunted what her dress flattered most as she walked into the club at the Ritz Carlton in downtown Charlotte.

She took a seat alone at the bar and ordered a grapefruit martini, brushing the bartender’s hand flirtatiously when he brought it. She sipped at it impatiently before setting it down on the counter. Perfectly manicured French tips delicately tapped the rim Continue reading

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12 Woodbury Lane

Nothing like Estelle, but I really liked this because of how when you dream these things, whatever you focus on excludes or sometimes changes all the other details of the dream.
Picture credit: Floriel97 @ Deviantart

Woodbury Lane isn’t the sort of place you’d want to grow up. A few of the neighbors might argue its merits, but that is really of no consequence, as this isn’t a story about the neighbors. It is about a young man named Alec who did grow up there, the merits of which he never considered.

Honestly, Woodbury seems a stupid name to me. Woodberry might have been better – a wood that produces a berry, or perhaps a berry that is a bit too chewy and tasteless. Either could have Continue reading

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The Girl Who Wasn’t There

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It seemed like the chairs were all empty. Or maybe just the podium was.
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The first time she walked in, no one noticed her. The speaker never hesitated a word. Barely an eye flickered when she sat quietly by herself in a back seat near the door. She listened quietly as the speaker finished her talk and when the leader of the meeting took her place at the podium, the mousy brown-haired girl hidden under a heavy coat, sneaked out as quietly as she’d sneaked in.

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Still

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“I’m really glad you came, Jess.”

“I had to,” she stated plainly. “Imagine what you’re apartment would look like without me. Your interior decorating skills suck!”

I almost smiled. “You know what? I did the most important room by myself.”

“Oh please. Only in your apartment is that the most important room.”

“Whatever. I would have been okay.”

“Who found the Continue reading

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The Last of the Manzanita

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Pic credit: Robert Jahns. Click it for the original challenge, please. Written for Ermilia’s Picture It & Write.

In the Golden Times, the times of Timbok’s father’s father’s father, before the Burning Rains came, the Manzanita grew thick in the Valley of Fantasy. Small rodents hid beneath the Manzanita’s gnarly thickets. Birds nested safely in their bounty of crooks and crutches. Generations upon generations of Whitetail scrubbed budding antlers against their tough and slaking trunks, antlers that would grow as mighty monuments to the Manzanita that had once rubbed them raw.

The most venerable buck did not remember Continue reading

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