Writing

Watching

Denis has the kind of voice that without any sort of visual association creates those little butterflies in inside the listener. It was Denis’s voice that drew my attention and alerted the writer in me to the possibility of a story. First though, I should clarify that the following piece of writing is fictional. I… Continue reading Watching

Writing

In the Shadows

I had years of practice with holding a public face or at least a public family face. For years I maintained the façade of a woman married to a loving partner. It was painful to see my family embrace him in warm hugs and enjoying his company while I harbored the dark secret of routine… Continue reading In the Shadows