It comes when I’m a little overtired. Just past the point when I’ve given in to the wear. I look for a good story, a tale, to spin me into my dream world. My alter reality, one of many different realities I am and could be living right now[CG1] . Sometimes, it’s the life in which … [Read more…]
my sisters ginger bread house parties (photos of) bobbies bird ornament with the tail sticking out of the box my dollhouse – built in (it’s hot but cold, part of it you made yourself… etc) hot and cold with the saddle and other gifts creative gift wrapping so much pressure!
Max *Beckah “Man! You’re a bitch today. What’re you pms-ing?” “Shut up you fucking chauvinist male and get me my chocolate!” Max sat on the couch, taking up more than her fair share of the cushion. Her lower lip stuck out over the hardbound monster that was her favorite book. In the two months she’d … [Read more…]
Fiction for me, is my truth. Though one person’s truth is another’s… well, you’ll see. The names and events and places in this book, though they are true to me, exist to no one else. You may recognize yourself, but then again, isn’t that the point?For Daddy. Sit down, sit deeply into me and wait … [Read more…]
max-“we all have them I guess,” she takes a long drag of her cigarette. The smoke masks her sigh. “They’re those high maintenance friends.” cat- “what do you mean when you say high maintenance?” max- “well… let’s see. I look forward to her visits. I always have a lot of fun when she’s in town, … [Read more…]
“The little man who wasn’t there was standing on the stairs. He wasn’t there again today. Gee I wish he’d go away.” (Author unknown.) It wasn’t the time of year in which people generally go insane. It wasn’t the oppressive heat of New England August, nor was it the loneliness of February. It was May. … [Read more…]
Where am I? Oh yea. Movie theatre. Whose hand is on my leg, ever so subtly working his way up my thigh? Oh, yeah. Taylor. Alright. Everything is o.k. I would have been fine if I hadn’t gotten quite so stoned, but on the other hand, I might not have been able to handle this … [Read more…]
“So what do you think Delilah? We could have an arrangement.” “Jack, we have to enter into one. That much is clear. But I hate to break it to you. It’s only to play along with your mother. She’s obviously suspicious.” Jack had dropped by as Delilah was getting ready for dinner at Jacquelyn’s. She … [Read more…]
Dale spread the blanket over the sand and sat down leaning against a driftwood log. She pulled her sleeping bag up around her shoulders. The waves were angrier than usual, storming across the stage in front of her. The wind tossed sea spray across her face and played tangles into her hair. Drops of salt … [Read more…]
It was hard for me to realize that this person at the end of the table was my father. I didn’t say anything to him, I let the crowd my sister had invited do all the chattering. I didn’t feel like talking if I didn’t have something important to say. My sister had invited her … [Read more…]