Whispering to Be Heard

A Writing Prompt

Them: Why are you whispering?

Me: I want you to hear me.

Them: But you’re whispering! How do you expect to be heard? Continue reading

Bovary’s Writing: The Cerulean Gates

Fire is fire. How could it be different from what a fire should be? She watched as the last of the fires burned blue. They said it wouldn’t  look like a normal fire. Fire is fire. How could it be different from what a fire should be? Still, she didn’t believe …

Writing Prompt 148: The Book of Nebula

Persia’s  Beginning… Ever since the day you left, I don’t know what to do with myself… I… miss you…miss you…miss you….I really miss you. Harold Melvin and The Blue Notes “I keep a book of people,” she said conversationally. “With their contact information and expiration dates.” Tremaine (at least that was …