“Mommy I can’t sleep tonight. I’m going to have a bad dream.” The little voice cried from beneath the depths of blankets and stuffed animals. This was quickly becoming a regular occurrence that needed to be curbed. Hmm, I thought to myself as I looked down at the tiny form that was now reaching up… Continue reading Dream a Little Dream
Author: Writing Sparkle
The Space Between Bookstore: A to Z Theme Reveal
This is my second year participating in the A to Z challenge. This year I wanted to try something a bit different with my posts. Last year I learned a few things by participating and by enjoying other participant’s posts. That said, my theme this years is flash fiction. My stories will be built around… Continue reading The Space Between Bookstore: A to Z Theme Reveal
Horrified by Cheese Cake
It all started with my husband’s request for a birthday cake. “Yuck, CHEESE cake” My oldest son screamed. He was horrified. I could see his mind trying to fit together the idea of a moist spongy cake with that of all the various types of cheese that he was familiar with: cheese slices, melted cheese… Continue reading Horrified by Cheese Cake
Balloon Children
We didn’t object to being sent to her house. Her front door had a silhouette of a woman holding balloon strings and floating. Her house was pristine, not a child’s environment. She ushered us toward a door that had a silhouette of children holding balloons and floating. “Off we go,” she said as she opened… Continue reading Balloon Children
Don’t Leave Me Out
It was another of those Cat in the Hat kind of days where we were stuck in the house with “Thing 1” and “Thing 2.” We needed something to do so I got everything ready to make a picture for my younger son’s bedroom. A side note here: My younger son had a large white… Continue reading Don’t Leave Me Out
A month of coffees…
Well here we are for coffee again. Another month has passed since we found the time to sit and enjoy each other’s company and I am sure we both have much to share. For me the last month has seen another revision to a piece of writing about my grandmother. This third revision has come… Continue reading A month of coffees…
Raising Boy: The Penis Chronicles Presents Those Questions
We have had the penis and vagina talk: boys have a penis and girls have a vagina. My older boy knows that babies grow in mommy’s tummies. However, he had never inquired about how the baby got into or out of mommy’s tummy. I was content to leave those details out of the picture. At… Continue reading Raising Boy: The Penis Chronicles Presents Those Questions
Persistent
I stood at the bottom struggling with the weighted emptiness, and yet I couldn’t tear myself away. The silence that surrounded me was oppressive. I was alone in the anxiety ridden basement of my mind holding hands with feelings of despondency, dejection, and dulled responses to anything within the outside world. By Shari Marshall -… Continue reading Persistent
In the Yard
The grass in the yard was always like a beautiful small mini meadow. Dad was meticulous in his maintenance of it keeping it cut at a height that he insisted was the “perfect” height. The colour was that rich green and aqua shade that people stopped to admire and comment on. What I loved most… Continue reading In the Yard
Straight Shot – Coffee Blog
Every part of me feels heavy, saddled with an aching tiredness. That rich aroma from my full-bodied coffee screams at me, but it feels as if I am moving through water in my attempt to navigate the battle field of my kitchen. It seems I will never reach the steaming mug on my Keurig. As… Continue reading Straight Shot – Coffee Blog
