Flash Fiction: The Ghost in the Tide

The tide came in like a breath and you weren’t there. No body drifting like flotsam, no skin prickled and bruise blue, no clothing soaked in sea tears or crusted with salt. Water crawled up the dark sand and kissed my toes but did not bring you home. In the distance I saw green lightning … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: Tell Tale

I live alone and I dissect the silence. I live alone, and I dream. In my dreams she is safe and whole. In my dreams she paints a swath of blue across an unblemished canvas. I am the one who mars the canvas with red. Even though it never happened that way. In my dreams, … Continue reading

Flash Fiction Challenge: Space

Thank you to Laura Gabrielle Feasey for for challenging me to write a 400 word piece, inspired by the word Space! It turned into slight stream of consciousness, but I am okay with that. Here’s mine, I hope you like! Not In the Way That I Mean We sit on the roof, cold beers sweating … Continue reading

Prose Poetry/Flash Fiction: Small Grief

I try to make my grief small, so no one else knows it’s there. I smile and I breathe deeply when I feel my eyes water, and even though my heart is palpitating, I make sure you understand that my grief is my own, and no one else can have it. You made your grief … Continue reading

A Prose Poem for Wednesday

Please to read my short poem. I am full of white, hot sand. Tiny, glimmering grains pushing through my veins, soaking in blood made of mica and miniscule, broken shells. My skin is made of thick, crisp paper, freckled with dust caught in the pulp. I am a thousand years old, a fulgurite formed from … Continue reading

Wibbly Wobbly Revise-y Wimey

Hoo boy. Where do I begin? I have been neglecting this poor, poor blog. There are a few reasons for this, though I can’t claim any of them are good reasons. The first: I wrote and finished the first in a YA Gaslamp-esque Fantasy during the months of November and December. I haven’t had many … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: Shadows

This is more like the opening to a book that I have not written. Shrug!   We huddle inside a shadow, hoping it’ll engulf us before we are found. Everyone here travels inside the shadows now, a world all their own since the truth came out, the Great Revelation, the proof that all those nutjobs … Continue reading

New Year, New Faces, New York

This year there was a huge,  unanticipated change to my life. If you read my post from last year, you’ll know that I was itching for SOMETHING to happen. That I was traveling all over, trying to find a place where I fit. My parents moved out of my childhood home and to a new … Continue reading

There is a War Within Me

“There is a war within me,” she murmured. “And both sides are at an impasse. The battles rage day by toiling day and at the end of it, when all the soldiers are dead or dying, I start to think that maybe I have made my choice. Maybe I can do without you. Maybe I … Continue reading

On Finishing What You Start and Binge Watching Buffy

I completed a 1st draft of a 90,000 word WIP last week. It as the same manuscript I started and wrote 50,000 of during NaNoWriMo. Between November 30th and December 18th, I wrote another 40,000 words. Naturally, my head just about exploded. I was emotionally gutted, from finishing the manuscript and events within it, so … Continue reading