Friday, May 29, 2015

Red Hill

Red Hill is an experimental drabble that is told entirely as dialogue. However, the twist is that the college student never actually speaks. Instead we read the thoughts.

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

After the Prom

After the Prom was a drabble written for my daughters the day they headed off to prom.

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Hannah's Horse

Hannah's Horse is a Lego story inspired by all the DirecTV adds that are running during the NHL playoffs. By the way, does anyone know what a talking horse has to do with Satellite TV?

Monday, May 4, 2015

I'll Be Surfing

I'll Be Surfing is another drabble about a young woman studying Biomedical Engineering. She also surfs. Beauty, brains, and mad skills...

Mirador de Colom

Mirador de Colom is a 100 word drabble about a tourist with a 'tude.

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Her Train Travels

Her Train Travels is a drabble (100 word story) about wanderlust. The story plays with time with the intention that the last paragraph could be viewed as both the past and, perhaps, the future.

Butterfly Kisses

Butterfly Kisses is a story about turtle tree climbers.

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Kansas Girl



God, family, farm, prairie, wheat, big sky, harvest: these are some of the things that have shaped me. I have been walking in the wheat, my thoughts for company, as I turn to watch my father and brother running the combine over the field. The wheat is being harvested of course. It is that season for the farmers in Kansas.
I kneel here and am apprehensive and nervous. My own season is turning. The pace of time neither speeding up nor slowing down to my command. Should I chase my dreams? Or should I stick with what I know, what is familiar, what is safe? Momma tells me that you can never know until you try. Daddy says they'll be here, always, and that his little baby girl can accomplish whatever she sets out to do. Bobby says he wishes he could be me. That I was always the lucky one.
NYU is a long ways from Kansas. Even further psychologically. It may as well be an alien world full of aliens. Perhaps it even is.
There are a lot of good reasons to stay. The smell of fresh cut wheat, for just one. To stay though is to give up my biggest dream, and my dream, my calling, is the one unrelenting reason that I must go.
Momma says I have to travel to be a writer. Experience different people, places and customs, to gather thoughts and ideas that could never find me here in safe, comfortable familiarity. Daddy says he has always known, in that deep voice of his, the slightest hint of a smile twitching the corners of his dirty, weathered, oh-so-handsome face. Momma should have been a writer. And, Daddy, well, he truly has known all along. I simply have no doubt about it, for I know he is true, a Kansas farmer.

This is a re-post of a story from My Simple Blog.

A Perfect Place

A Perfect Place is a darker drabble (100 word flash).

Friday, April 10, 2015

Just Plain Too Good

Just Plain Too Good is about a dude and his chick who find the ultimate low-rent flat in town. Maybe.

Megalomania

Megalomania is a drabble about the town rowdies who fantasize about overthrowing the evil wizard. Bunch a goofballs.