Category: Self

So I Did a Thing…

I did it. I entered a short story writing competition. Yes. I. Did. I’m not sure what I was thinking, exactly, other than maybe “why the hell not?” And so I did it. At the last possible second, of course, right up against the deadline. But anyone who knows me at all will not be…

By Lisa February 5, 2017 Off

My World at Night

I’ve never been good at sleeping. For as long as I can remember, I’ve had trouble sleeping for one reason or another. Maybe it’s time to just admit I’m a lifelong insomniac. But whatever the cause, I often find myself awake at night when the rest of my immediate world is asleep. I’d love to…

By Lisa January 15, 2017 Off

Reveille – A Six Sentence Story

There would be no battle today. Try as he might to muster the troops, they were slow to form this morning and did not show face; they knew there was no real penalty for showing up late, aside from the steep one he would impose upon himself for failing to make them comply. But that was…

By Lisa January 13, 2017 Off

The Market – A Six Sentence Story

Walking into the market always felt like coming home. As soon as she stepped through the swinging double doors, her feet knew precisely where to go. For the last fifteen years, they walked the same path, stopped at the same favorite vendors, and never really wondered why – maybe her mother walked the same path…

By Lisa January 12, 2017 Off

The Turning of the Page

I don’t necessarily believe in putting the past behind me. I suppose I do to a point; there are simply some things upon which it is fruitless to dwell. We certainly cannot change the past, but for better or worse, our past remains forever a part of who and where we are today. At the…

By Lisa January 2, 2017 Off

The Scent of Change – A Six Sentence Story

She hated the smell of Christmas. Once upon a time, though, that wasn’t so. Christmastime had always provided a heady mix of memories, happy evenings spent listening to the pop and hiss of the fire as it warmed the room and all within it, breathing in the woodsy outdoors of a sledding day brought into…

By Lisa December 15, 2016 Off

Six Sentence Stories – An Unkindness

It was the grayest kind of day. It was the kind of day when the sky presses low upon the earth, urging its denizens into attentiveness – every sound just a bit louder, a bit closer, the outlines of the everyday carved into distinctly sharper focus against the backdrop of something…unfamiliar. A ceiling of clouds…

By Lisa December 8, 2016 Off

Six Sentence Stories – First Draft

A half-balled wad of paper sailed across the room – whoosh – into the can. The sun moved with purpose past the windows of the room and as the light waned, so did his confidence and page by page, chapter by chapter, words sailed across the room, the tightening wads a clear indicator of his mounting frustration. He looked at the clock; bloody…

By Lisa November 10, 2016 Off

The Morning After

So. Here we are. The election is over and you would have to live under a rock to be unaware of the climate this morning. Sure, about half of the people in the U.S. are mighty pleased with themselves this morning, but the other half are devastated. I don’t do politics here on the blog.…

By Lisa November 9, 2016 Off