This year I am writing a novel and today’s post is a backstory related to one of my characters (unedited). Historical but unauthenticated Cra lived high in the mountains, but unlike the rest of her tribe she found the steep, sloping sides with a mixture of sharp and rounded ridges to be a dull and… Continue reading Backstory: Historical but unauthenticated
There it is, the ice cream sandwich. I close my eyes and remember that long ago taste. It is a creamy rich taste that is smooth and sweet. The iciness of the ice cream is set against the soft cold wafer-like cookies that sandwich it. The cocoa flavour is strong and sugary. It is creamy… Continue reading A sandwich in a coffee cup
The smell rising from my mug this morning is exciting. It reminds me of heat and tropical stuff like Hawaiian Tropic Sunscreen. It is a sugary coconut smell with hints of alcohol. The taste itself is actually sweet and nutty. It doesn’t make me think if coconut initially. It goes through a transformation on my… Continue reading Coffee reminiscent of spring break
If we were having coffee I would share with you that my coffee has been without scent or flavour the last little while but I still reach for my mug and try to find comfort in the warmth it attempts to pump into me with every sip. My mother past early last week; it appears… Continue reading My coffee has no flavour
Roots Enter family Pale green leaves on drooping branches – slither the serpent Air browned white marked with teeth hole of time in the rotting core By Shari Marshall – April 2020 ** Feeling inspired? The rules are simple. Use this image as a prompt to create a post and share by posting your link in… Continue reading The “R” in 2020 A to Z
The rules are simple. Use this image as a prompt to create a post and reference back here. You can come back and share by posting your link in the comment section below. That’s it! Can’t wait to view your posts… Lessons of the Watering Hole Little Rock couldn’t understand why they couldn’t stay at… Continue reading Photo Prompt Week 10: Lessons of the Watering Hole
I didn’t mean to kill him! I felt disembodied as I watched the flow of water controlled by my hand. All the crevices in my flesh seemed magnified as my slender fingers allowed the water to rise higher. The sound of the water was muffled by the dirt around his body. It wasn’t a quick… Continue reading Statement of Guilt
Somewhere far beyond the boundaries of human knowledge exists the guardian. It is a force so controlled from within itself it can never be damaged. It has a power so strong it can never be captured. With it, it carries a passion so deep that you’ll never find the bottom. And for a small few… Continue reading The Guardian
Photo by Shari Marshall – 2019 January’s theme is contrast. Post a link in the comment section below with your interpretation of contrast, any medium welcome.
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
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 