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A Scrapbook of Daydreams

“That kind of relationship is doomed before it even begins,” her mother warned. “His type… they can’t be faithful, it isn’t in their genes…”

The Choosing Field

The Centria planted its feet atop the announcing mound and parted its lips slightly, a hairline fracture in a granite face that could not easily…

Picture Yourself Being A Better You!

You know you’ve done it often enough. Hell, we all have. Who among us hasn’t daydreamed about living a better life? Being the boss of your dream job…

Beached

At first, his world was consumed by the sounds of the sea. Rolling waves smashing against rocks. The shrill caw of seagulls from somewhere high…

So Close, Yet So Far Away

Lonnie Hatch took his usual morning stroll to fetch a freshly baked bagel from his favorite delicatessen, when a taxi driver lost control of the wheel, hopped the sidewalk and struck a fire hydrant, damaging it just enough for the water pressure to blast the heavy metal bonnet straight into Lonnie’s face, killing him instantly.

Love Over Time

“Cranford-upon-Reslington is not the sort of place that attracts tourists and I can tell by the way you carry yourself that you are not local, so what brings you to this place?”

The Overpayment

“Hi, I received a notice today informing me that my LIFE (all in capital letters) under my current case will be DISCONTINUED (in capital bold letters) beginning September 10, 2022.”

ReFilling Emptiness

He sat by the window, his gaze meandering through the verdant countryside. Despite the pleasantness of the day, his disposition was anything but sunny.

A Daughter’s Lament

It’s times like this, in the wee hours of the night that I wonder if it’s wrong that I love my mother? And that love is wrapped in tinfoil, placed in…

Matters of the Heart

Sometimes it’s difficult to return, even if it’s to something you love, which for me is writing. The reason? Well, while the rest of the world was…

Duchess and the Anecdote

They come from miles around, my characters do, traveling the great distance from the fringes of my minds eye, some even making the long and…

Maurine, Maureen, Part 1

Maurine didn’t think of herself as a narcissist, who would, really, unless someone went out of their way to point the possibility out; which is…

Fending Off Them Pesky Writing Demons

There will be days, despite all the brilliant advice you’ve collected up to this point and your very best intentions, when you will not be able…

Busker For The Dead (Part 1)

I don’t have that look. Some people do, but I’m not so lucky. I don’t look like my profession. I’m a busker. Don’t laugh, it’s a living. Problem is, when…

Tiny Stories: The Million Dollar Choice

On the table in front of her sat an open attache case filled with twelve stacks of $100 dollar bills, eighty-three used and non-sequential…

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