With his sight tinged with green flecks and loud shadows, Rusty stumbled onto the platform not knowing how he'd got there or where he was going. Slouched against an unwelcoming pillar he blinked away confusion that clouded his mind. Had there been a party? He remembered garlic lights and glittering music. His memory slipped through …
The Flow of Inspiration
This painting is by the wonderfully gifted artist Christina Deubel and is called Courageous. Take a moment to gaze in awe at its beauty. Don't read any more, because these words are mere filler to this exquisite work of art. Just sit and look. Take it all in. Come on, work with me here dear …
Hoist the Birthday Flag!
Glittering cracker jacks shock the sky. Red silk banners. Rippling in reply. Hands raised on deck. Cheering. Celebrating. Champagne corks burst. Froth and sparkle. Music booms. Dancers sway. Happy faces. The Indigo Spider sets sail. Ahoy! This short story was inspired by Indigo Spider’s Sunday Picture Press – a challenge to write between 50 and …
Letter to my New Born Self
Dear Young David, I've pondered long and hard about how I would start writing a letter to you, my younger self, and what I would say to you. And after mulling over all the grand openings and introductions I finally settled on this: Hey little fella, welcome to the world! It's the best I could …
They Die At The End.
Yvonne waited for her opponent to make up his mind. She didn't attempt to hide her subtle smile. He might mistake her amusement for a tell but she didn't care. The guy was an idiot and deserved what he got. He was a shitty poker player, big balls, no brains. She knew all his tells …