Author's Note: I did not post last Friday because as I had finished writing the next instalment the ending of the tale came to me. I have been working on that and trying to make it work with what was already posted. (I had an ending already in mind but liked this one better) I… Continue reading Gerry: Three
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Gerry : TWO
Linda made sure to get the keys to the house from Janis. After she did her part at the rehearsal, she excused herself from the dinner, blaming it on a migraine. She was prone to them so it seemed like a logical excuse. Everyone understood. She figured she had three hours before the rehearsal dinner… Continue reading Gerry : TWO
Gerry
*Author's Note. * I have been tempted over the years to try my hand at a murder mystery. Never trusted my writing abilities and it takes a lot of thought and planning. At least, I think so. I decided to try anyway over the summer between classes. While in school there is little time for… Continue reading Gerry
Two Pancakes. Nothing More.
The high plains of Montana look the same in the fall as any other time of year, dry and flat, tired and desolate. The wind screams loud enough to blow anything of beauty away until it crashes into the foothills of the mountains. This is what made them look so lush and inviting. The lush… Continue reading Two Pancakes. Nothing More.
Game Changer
Imogene was beginning to feel like the old blowup clown she got from her grandparents for Christmas when she was seven. It stood three feet tall and every time she punched the balloon clown it would fall back only to pop right back up for more abuse. Imogene sometimes marveled at her resilience to take… Continue reading Game Changer
Yesterday’s Garbage: The Dignity of a Legacy
The Dignity of Legacy The attacks Jeff leveled at Imogene during the divorce were hard blows. One filing after another hit her with staggering velocity. Compared to the verbal assaults during their marriage, his strategy at gaining custody of their daughter demonstrated precisely the amount of hate he felt for her. Jeff, and his 1-800… Continue reading Yesterday’s Garbage: The Dignity of a Legacy
Eoa Had to Hide Behind Her Clean Sheets
If this looks familiar, it is. I meshed two story ideas that I have been playing around with for a bit. This is my rough draft for my creative-writing class. Thanks for reading it. Eoa Had to Hide Behind Her Clean Sheets Eoa’s clumsiness made her noticeable. Her laughter made her enduring. But the way… Continue reading Eoa Had to Hide Behind Her Clean Sheets
I Collect Libraries
Each week in my Creative Writing Non-Fiction class we are given writing prompts for our weekly journal. Libraries was our last prompt for the semester. My instructor encouraged me to share this entry... I Collect Libraries I collect libraries. In the fifty-five years of my existence, I have held thirteen different library cards. When my… Continue reading I Collect Libraries
Chris Writes 