Tag: writing

  • Nature

    Nature had always been my friend because my family wasn’t always. Not that I was necessarily neglected, but they didn’t always share my beliefs. My father worked all the time and didn’t necessarily believe in a solid work-life balance. His job and meetings were always more important than my plays and sporting events. He worked…

  • Captain Dreadful

    My brother wanted to be a pirate ever since he could talk. Jess was a pirate every year for Halloween and most of his clothes had pirates, patches or sometimes bells to make sure everyone knew what he was really going for. Every single birthday party was pirate themed and he often got upset if…

  • Silence

    All I ever needed was for her to be quiet.  Or at least quiet enough for me to think.  If I didn’t get the chance to think about my options, I knew I would make the wrong decision.  And if the wrong decision was made, I knew my future would be ruined.  The future I…

  • Ghosted

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  I didn’t know how much the ruins would change my life until I was already gone. I had been fascinated by the deafening silence ringing in my ears while I started at what was and what could have been. Who had lived here? Who had died here? What were their…

  • The Ocean

    I had never wanted to go to the ocean, but here I was. Sitting in the sun, staring at the waves, wondering what I was going to do next. Andrew was behind me, staring at the same ocean, but I knew he wasn’t thinking about the same thing I was. He was happy to be…

  • Backup Plan

    “You have a backup plan, right?  Like where are we going next?  What’s the next step?”  Adam sat down on my front step and looked at me expectantly.   “Hey you two!  Here’s lunch!”  I was saved from answering by George coming up behind me carrying the pizza I had promised the two of them.  I…

  • Joker

    PHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young  Though I knew how I got the title of Joker, I had yet to understand why people were obsessed with giving me their extra Joker cards. I wondered what they thought I would do with them and if they ever thought about how being labeled as the Joker made me…

  • Crossing the Road

    I watched the deer cross the road and wondered if they would mind if I followed them home.  I was tired of my life and tired of working away the best years of it.  I wanted out and maybe this was my chance.  Abandon this piece of shit Corolla I have and just walk away. …

  • New York City

    “I always knew who I was looking for,” I told the bartender. “I knew he would show up soon enough if I was patient. And now, here he is.”  I gesticulated toward Anthony and the bartender looked quizzically at the barstool next to me. People often had this reaction when I told them about how…

  • The Stranger

    When the man first appeared outside my house, I had an inkling I knew him.  Or had least seen him before.  But I couldn’t pin down where I knew him from.  He looked like any other blue-collar worker I saw around town, but the fact he was standing on the sidewalk and staring at my…