Mine – A Lucien Hawke Story – is a 3-part short story that is being published as a part of the Guest Blogging for Confessions of a Writeaholic. Read Part I and Part II if you haven't already. Blackrose gasped. She covered her mouth. Kai showed no sign of acknowledging the noise. “I have the … Continue reading Mine – Part III
Kai smiled. “Proof that our bond is real.” He ran his hand over Gabe's. His touch was gentle. It was welcoming. “I know your loneliness. I know your wish for connection. Your wish for acceptance. Your entire being screams it. I have felt this cry. I know you wish for a friend who understands.” A few passing students caught the tender moment and burst into laughter. Gabe jerked his hand away. “But it's not you.” Gabe froze. He glanced down. “My hand...” “My gift to you.”
"Janey? Janey, you in there? Open up!" Mary pounded on the screen door, praying the neighbors wouldn't stick their heads out and see who was causing a ruckus. It was 2 AM on a Thursday, and Tuesday Avenue was as quiet as could be. The trailer park across the street was ominous looking, with its … Continue reading Guest Post: Nothing Personal – A Short Story
As I sit here typing this post, I can’t help but smile at everything that transpired the last month and all that I have accomplished. Yes, a sense of accomplishment is what I feel when I think about July. Despite, the fact that I may not have posted much on my blog, I am proud … Continue reading If I Were A Goddess
Dave noticed the baby clinging to his mother, he wanted to see if the baby recognized his voice. “Come here, buddy!” Dave’s voice made the baby bury his face into his mother’s chest and cling onto her tighter than ever. Anna carrying Josh in the baby carrier sling kept a protective arm around him sending … Continue reading One Summer Day – The Finale!
I looked at the time displayed on the bottom right corner of my laptop as I was furiously typing my response to the client’s queries. It took a while for the impact of the time I saw to register into my mind. The moment it did register though, I started to panic. It was past … Continue reading Rush Hour Traffic!
Survival can easily be defined as existing or continuing to live against all odds. Against all odds – three simple words, don’t you think? One could argue that these are words that writers use to enhance dramatic effects of a scene they are unfolding; that in the real world survival against all odds is easier … Continue reading Against All Odds – A Story of Survival
08:00 AM Anna smiled and waved goodbye before closing the door. She walked over to the glass window and watched him get into his car and drive away. She stood there staring out the window lost in thoughts. Was she ready to take such a big step? How was she going to execute this? What … Continue reading One Summer Day!
She was the first girl born into a large family of boys. She is loved and pampered by everyone in the family, the apple of their eyes! Her parent’s favorite child, her brothers’ favorite sibling and the most favored grandchild. She celebrated love! Until.... 2000 High school was amazing, she felt like a grown up. Away … Continue reading Never Again!