In the beginning, there was Chaos and she was a child of darkness. She relished the lack of light, dancing around on her infinite toes to the music of blackness.
And then there was light.
She shrank from its sharpness, withdrawing from its painful burning brightness.
I had this dream last night that gave me the snippet of an idea: A group of people worked together and decided to help each other out by starting a “Need a shave” fund. Each week, they would put some money into the fund and when someone needed to borrow from it, they could. Three…
I have this idea for a time travel Christmas story. It is still in the concept formation stages, but I have an opening I’d like to share with you …. Gabriel, the lead character, is obsessed with going back in time to see Christ’s birth in person. When he finally makes it, he discovers something that shatters his faith at first, but over the course of the story regains it with a deeper understanding of God and the Universe.
On October 10, 2002, I overheard a woman telling a story that I thought would make interesting fiction. Apparently someone had called her at work to let her know someone was in her back yard swimming in her pool. No one was supposed to be there, so she called the police. It turned out to…
The following snippet came to me while walking through the park next to our apartment in Phoenix, Ariz. Whiskers sniffed the air, trying to decide where his adventures should take him today. There was a new smell tonight, coming from the park down the street. He looked back at the hole under the fence he…
This is a response to “The Red House” by Marc Chagall (right). It was an assignment in a creative writing class I took at Santa Rosa Junior College. She stands in the door sill wishing, wanting, but, alas, not having. Beneath the floating oxen, he watches her, wishing, wanting, but, alas, not having. Between them…
I’m still working on this one, and am unsure where I want to take it, but thought it was fun to read, anyway. I first saw the vampire next door when I went to water my Bellflowers last Thursday evening. I remember it had been a long day at work and I had gotten home…