Breathe in. Breathe out. Visualize. See yourself in front of the room, comfortable, confident, smiling as you go through the motions… “Rubbish,” she muttered. It never works. You can’t deliver a convincing portrayal when your heart isn’t in it. Not really. The words you say are just a script to fool the world into thinking that…Continue Reading “Curtain Call”

Here we are again, friends. It’s that holiday time of year! And what else do we think of at this time? All things food, of course! But with all the food, festivities, and holiday gatherings, also comes all the holiday stress. Join me over at OTV Magazine today for a few thoughts on how to…Continue Reading “It’s the Most Flavorful Time of the Year! – Open Thought Vortex”

Rob’s heart beat faster as he parked his pickup and climbed the steps to the porch. The little red chair sitting in the corner couldn’t be the same one he lost years ago, but he had to ask. It had been his dad’s chair first, then his. Rob couldn’t remember if it was lost by…Continue Reading “The Red Chair”

This was never the plan. Your choice, but my fault – my failure – as certain as if I provided the weapon. Forever my soul will haunt the hallways of regret, closing doors on what should have been. We remain unresolved. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Written in response to the YeahWrite #342 Microprose Challenge: Write a complete story in exactly…Continue Reading “Unresolved”

This week the Finish the Sentence Friday crew is talking about Halloween. I have a love/hate relationship with Halloween. I certainly have fond memories of making costumes and enjoying trick-or-treat nights with my cousins. I even have a few favorite movies to watch at this time of year. And there’s nothing I love more than visit to…Continue Reading “What Scares You?”

Jack was tired of hearing from everyone how he should look on the bright side, how he should be thankful that even though he was broken, he was alive. “Screw that shit,” he muttered as he rifled through one of the nearby mounds of semi-dirty laundry that popped up like boils around his apartment since…Continue Reading “Broken”