The follow story snippet was written in response to this month’s theme of contrast as well as the picture prompt below. Strange Dwellings There had been stories of dwarves, fairies, hobbits and any number of other strange humanish creatures. At first it was just the stories of the house that reached my ears. A strange… Continue reading Strange Dwellings
There is a place among us that I call home, in the broken splinters of a crystal dome where shattered dreams are mixed and matched and unborn loves are free to hatch. Memories walk here every day in feet of stone and bodies of clay. They hold tight to the fantasy land while fighting the… Continue reading Another Day
The room is dimly lit by recessed lighting. Its dimmer switch is currently set to a low setting to draw little to no attention into the room. The walls are a dirty yellowish colour. They are bare, no clock, no pictures, and nothing decorative or inviting. Sydni is aware of hushed voices behind her talking… Continue reading Interrogation
Millions of feathery ice crystals fell from the sky enveloping the ground in a wintry blanket. The magical possibility of a snowman’s life glistened in each sparkling white flake. Old man winter whispered on the winds and his message carried to the ears of red cheeked children as their faces turned up to the sky… Continue reading Seasonal Rhythm
Some of you might remember last year’s Letter from Santa. Well, this will be year two and I didn’t forget to share: Santa ClausSanta’s Workshop25 Christmas Bell LaneNorth Pole, CanadaH0H-H0H December 24, 2018 The Marshall BoysAddress Dear boys, I hope this finds you both happy and in good health. As you know it is that… Continue reading Letters from Santa – Year 2
Several days before my younger son told his own dragon story, which he told as mostly description, I had told the boys a story about a pink dragon: Dragon Yawn. I know he enjoyed Dragon Yawn because his good morning story was about a dragon. He climbed onto my side of the bed and wiggled… Continue reading Um, Pardon?
The following post, “Outward Manifestations” is written in response to Carrot Ranch Literary Community’s prompt: “… a story that includes magic.” * * * Earth, air, fire and water. There is no wand required, no mystical word reciting, no naked dancing under a full moon and no sacrificial ritual. Focus and open the mind to… Continue reading Outward Manifestations
Once upon a time there were two little boys who never let their mother get any sleep. One day she was thinking of sleep so much that she turned herself into a sparkling pink dragon with beautiful feathery wings. She aimed her fire breathing yawn up into the sky and got an idea. She leapt… Continue reading Dragon Yawn
Sometimes I wonder Why Behind eyelids I see you; like a young child you unknowingly walk away I cry because I miss you I hope innocence saved you from pain like I felt Remember I remember so much, but feel so little Learning to live estranged My hands grope in the darkness for a body… Continue reading Not to be recovered
The desk around me is littered with stationary debris. The isolation created by half-walls isn’t lost on me. I feel uninvited as I sit here, a squatter at someone else’s desk, casting about for inspiration. However, I find nothing under the dim lighting beyond the impression of stormy clouds nor can I find anything in… Continue reading Lacking Inspiration for a Creative Artist
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 