Tag: artist

  • Spiritual Awakening

    “You are in for a spiritual awakening.  This night will be nothing like any night you have ever experienced.”  As Fern’s voice radiated through my headphones, I closed my eyes.  Maybe this time, everything would finally click.  If it didn’t, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do.  My life was in shambles and…

  • Survival

    I knew middle school would be survival of the fittest, but I didn’t know until I was in eighth grade.  Didn’t realize my ‘friends’ weren’t really my friends until that year.  Didn’t realize those who I thought cared about me didn’t really care at all.  The more time I spent alone in the presence of…

  • Overwhelmed

    The moment I walked into the art gallery, I was overwhelmed.  How could my art hold up to the art already displayed at the Rosewood Art Gallery?  Was I even going to ask my friends and family to come or would I be too embarrassed?  And I had ever wanted to be was an artist,…

  • Professional Creative

    Johnson often went around town telling everyone who would listen that he was a ‘professional creative’ though I’m not sure he understood what that meant. He was only nineteen and only had a ‘name’ for himself because one of his videos on TikTok went viral. That’s it.  He was a freshman in college and had…

  • Investigators

    “Ladies and gentlemen, this is the biggest lead we have. We cannot fail. We cannot quit until we find the culprit!” My boss’ voice boomed across the room as I tried hard not to roll my eyes. This was the first time he had been in the office in weeks, and it was only because…

  • Working For a Living

    “I never said I wanted to work for a living.  I want to be out in the real world.  I want to live by my own standards and not by anyone else’s.”  I stood in my defiance, knowing it would all come to bite me in the end.  “All I wanted to do is to…

  • Fluorescent

    The lights were so bright my eyes started to water.  How can people stand to work under fluorescent lights if they can’t see straight?  I debated on how long I could work in an office building considering I had nothing going on with my life.  My parents threatened to cut me off if I didn’t…

  • Nightmares

    The dead of night was my best time.  The time I could be myself and no one would bother me.  The middle of the night was when I did my best writing and my best painting because I could zone out and not worry about whatever everyone else was thinking.  I had grown up in a…

  • Sneaking Out

    “You feel like you’re getting burned, but I promise, you’re not.  This plan is fool proof and I have done it before.”  Sam was trying to talk me into sneaking out of my house and meeting him for the biggest party of the school year – our senior year.  I was pretty sure – 99% sure –…

  • Recycled Garden

    “There are items you can use to make your decorations.  Feel free to use whatever you want and let me know if you need any help.”  Jack bowed and backed away from the shed.  I never knew why he felt like he needed to bow as he was leaving, but when I mentioned it before, he only…