Working on ‘The Door’, this is a revision. I want to show my readers my creative process; what I edit, delete, move or expand. I would also love to develop this short story into something a little larger. ORIGINAL POST It swings open slowly.The house is empty and the creaks keep her awake at night….
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Short Story: The Door
It swings open slowly.The house is empty and the creaks keep her awake at night. It opens and there is only darkness beyond.During the day, the tea kettle screams. She takes it off the burner, pouring the hot water into a cup, tea bag floating to the top. The groan of the floorboards under weight,…
Freehand Poem #3
These are words that have been stuck in my head for the last few days now. Boiling, the blood beneath the surface. And rage that licks the skin, enticing violence. The bone breaks, the blood spills and the world becomes a blur; in your blackest hour. If you are reading this, Thank You for…
Nine Inch Nails: Soundtrack to a Life I’ve Never Lived
Among the countless bands that I listen to there is not a single one that can compare to Nine Inch Nails, their music has become a soundtrack.
Notebook Excerpts #2: March 2017
Here is the second ‘Notebook Excerpts’ post. These bits are from the recently completed notebook from March 2017. Thank you for reading! key: + marks breaks in writing + The color fades from the sky, and the hardest part is letting go. Letting the sun set-completely- I can’t do this. + There is an edge…