Not happy that the first round of antibiotics didn’t take care of this chest infection. Today, I found out from a coworker that it took her a month before she felt better. I’m on my third week! I’m hoping that my chicken soup and medicine (Mucinex) will work. It’s hard being upbeat and brilliant in front of my students when I’m breathing like I just climbed a mountain.
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 Whispering to Be Heard
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 their words until the blue light reflected off her chocolate skin. The bluish-brown hue of her skin was mesmerizing!
Continue reading Bovary’s Writing: The Cerulean Gates