I gasped for life, knowing full well at that moment I should have been dead. I sucked up madly every last droplet from whatever source the water had come from. I could no longer remember how long it had been since I had last had a drink. In order to survive I let myself fall […]
Read More DesperationErnest felt the heat of the sun. His eyes were closed, yet his vision was filled with hues of red, the warmth of sun penetrating his wrinkled lids and lashes. The wind blew at the sweat on his brow and whispered the smell that he knew was summer. It was as noon as a day could […]
Read More A fork in the roadFor those interested, the following is a description of the morning of a young author… The author wakes a little before dawn. Not out of practice or discipline but out of necessity from a stomach ache that could no longer be ignored or treated by rolling over in bed. So the author finally rises, first […]
Read More Progression of a writer; Day 20Since I had set out to continuously write on this website, it is remarkable to find that only nineteen days have been recorded thus far. And while there are instances when other works stand in place for a given day, I had assumed to be much “older” as it were. The original purpose of this […]
Read More Progression of a writer; Day 19At the cusp of dawn, I dreamt of a song I can no longer remember. It’s tune lost in the split of light as my eyes open upon a new day. It worsened my mood, and I found myself without fail rising on the lesser side of the bed. My body felt stiff and the […]
Read More A Lost DreamThis post is simply a call into the void. I am listening for the echo. As my voice bounces of the ever widening gaps, I hope to hear something returned. I seek out the sound of even a whisper, the faintest evidence that I can still do this. That I have not lost the ability […]
Read More The Gaps RemainHello everyone, it has been some time since I posted some writing and I am excited to share this prompt that I wrote on; Writing Prompt: Build the most interesting and engaging world possible while keeping the story as SHORT as possible. Please feel free to comment or even write your on response to the […]
Read More Did ever hear the tale, when the world once had the color blue?There was a boy on the subway braver than me. Standing there at the end of the car, confident in who he was. The words he was speaking were silent to my ears behind the music I played to shut out the discomfort I felt being so close to strangers. The scene darkened by the […]
Read More Door OpenMuch has transpired since last I reflected on my progression as a writer. And while there is much to share I found myself struggling on where to begin. Do I share my descriptions of family, kindred smiles that I barely recognize, having been apart for so many years? Yet in our introductions we embrace, love […]
Read More Progression of a Writer; day 18Have you ever stumbled upon a moment that is not yours? An encounter or action seen from a distance yet it pulls you in. Time slows its pace and details suddenly flash in vivid color and sound. You notice everything. And in the moment of clarity, you understand that the moment belongs to another. What […]
Read More To capture a moment
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