#10Thankful – Rainy Weekend Days
There is nothing quite like a good rainy day. OK, it’s not actually raining right now, but it’s cool and cloudy and the threat is present. And I , for one, am pretty glad for it. First of all, I love the rain (provided I’m not actually out in it getting wet, of course). Second,…
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Six Sentence Stories – The Lie, Part 5
A slow death by exsanguination would pass more quickly than the silence that lay between them. Jack held his breath, partly because it had become nearly impossible to inhale without pain searing his lungs, but mostly because doing so would move time forward and he didn’t want to live in a moment when she didn’t know him.…
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The Why Behind My Words
My Husband tells me I think in words. Now you’re wondering, doesn’t everyone? No, I don’t believe that is true. Some of us do think in words; we find sense and structure in our world via letters, words, sentences, and paragraphs. Others may think in pictures and see the world laid out in visual…
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Six Sentence Stories – The Contract
Hector’s hand hovered above the paperwork, unmoving, uncooperative, disobedient to the urging in his mind. He knew the contract was bad from the start and he never should have started the project; no one agrees to terms like these, but when a man is just desperate enough he’ll agree to anything. Well, almost anything…there are some things even…
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Six Sentence Stories – Reflection on a Railway
How much power lives in a moment? Life churns along, making steady progress across the landscape. You travel slowly up mountains, calmly across plateaus, more rapidly down hills on the other side; the legs of the journey vary, but always take you forward. You decide you’re making good time, estimate your anticipated arrival, and settle comfortably for a nap,…
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TToT – A (Sick) Day of Rest
I don’t know if I’ve had the everlasting upper respiratory cold or several one right after another. Either way, I’ve been dealing with this nonsense since about New Year’s Day and I’ve had just about enough. I figure I’ll finally ditch the winter cold junk just in time for the spring allergy nonsense. I’m trying…
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Six Sentence Stories – Waiting
The post would be late again today. There was no way to know this for certain, of course, except for the fact that the post was always late. Susannah’s daddy always said a man could set his pocket watch by the lateness of the stagecoach that brought the mail, if a man had a pocket watch…
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Six Sentence Stories – Take My Hand
“That is why a man leaves his father and mother and clings to his wife, and the two of them become one body.” He sat in the pew, staring, listening, recalling those words read from the pulpit on his own wedding day, his bride standing next to him in the same spot where the young couple…
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Six Sentence Stories – The Call
He stood at the edge of the field, thinking about what he must do, but focused on her. “What you’re doing is right,” she assured him, “and don’t ever believe anything different.” Here in the earliest moments of day the breeze lifted her hair, suspending the auburn tresses in flight against a golden dawn. She smiled the way she…
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Six Sentence Stories – The Lie, Part 4
“Don’t move!” she growled more than spoke. Coming from inside the black helmet, her voice was different…harsher, older, and more gravelly than he remembered, but Jack knew with every searing nerve ending in his body that it could only be her.
