Originally posted on pushing our limits:
Stride by sivel120001 via DeviantArt.com My fingers press against the cold glass causing the area just around them to fog from my warmth. I’d love to break this glass that tells me I’m not pretty enough, sexy enough, skinny enough… I’d love to break it and cut away this…
31 DAYS OF HORROR Who is Jessica? Well, all I really know is… Written by Jessica B. Bell and Hastywords “It’s the house on the left,” I told her with fright “The one with the gate that looks like broken teeth And smells like old meat that’s been left overnight and something unthinkably fouler beneath.”…
31 DAYS OF HORROR (LINK UP YOUR SCARY CONTRIBUTIONS IN THE COMMENTS) The Reclining Gentlemen (one of my very best blogging friends) and I wrote this Fictional Short together a few years ago. Much like the poetic duets we just took turns letting the story tell itself! I think it fits the horror theme…
Originally posted on The SisterWives:
. Six weeks ago, I almost drowned. I was alone in the vast, mysterious wetness of the Atlantic Ocean. I’d never felt so small. I was so far from shore that the Labor Day tents faded into one bright, distant smear across the sand. I was so focused, I never…
When it comes to horror stories this is gonna be one you won’t want to miss!!!!
Titled by Cyan Ryan playing on the name Ruth which means friend. Please show Cyan some blog love, he took a break but looks as if he needs a bit of sunshine and support. Written by Cyan Ryan and HastyWords I was mourning tearfully the prior evening’s dreams Where noisy birds had ripped…
I am really lucky to have gotten the chance to design another book cover for Helena Hann-Basquiat. The ideas for this cover had sat in my head for weeks and I am really glad one of the pictures came out the way she liked. Please visit Helena’s site and go purchase her story at Amazon!…
SAGE: Remember that list of “had to be there” moments? Well, some of those probably won’t get covered. But the day at Hampton Beach, NH is when I showed Hasty how to crack open a lobster; my son has mastered all but the tail. It was the day of the black oil, not as in the X-files,…
I took my daughter to summer camp yesterday for a year week. I checked everything off the list as we packed and I didn’t break down much every time I packed something in her suitcase like I did last year. She tried to pack the dog at one point; but after telling her she…
My dreams are always from my perspective, I am always me, and they are as real as my waking life. Most of the time the dream is light; I will have a conversation or do something that will solve a real life problem I have been having. Those dreams are always handy. If my life…
