Tag: writing

  • Star-Crossed Lovers

    “I always dreamed of being a star-crossed lover,” Hannah said as she got into the bunk bed above mine.  “Star-crossed lovers never stay together.  Something always comes between star-crossed lovers.  Like Romeo and Juliet.”  I yawned as I turned onto my back.  Hannah was a huge fan of staying awake as long as she could for as many nights…

  • Remission

    “Quit going easy on me,” I told Derrick.  “There is no way I am going to get better if you aren’t even trying to win.”  I tried not to breathe too hard because if I did and if Derrick thought I was exhausted, I knew he would stop.  I knew he still thought of me as the helpless,…

  • After Life

    “Why are you up so early?”  I whispered to Jake the morning that would change the course of my life.  I just didn’t know it yet.  Instead of answering, Jake just shook his head and took his cereal bowl to the sink.  I knew he didn’t like to talk in the mornings, which was why I was hoping he would…

  • Blaze of Glory

    “If this is my last day, I want to go out in a blaze of glory.  I want to be remembered.”  I listened to my brother through our thin apartment wall and wondered what he was thinking about.  Why would he be wanting or needing to go out in a blaze of glory?  I struggled…

  • Suitably Warm

    “I don’t think I know what ‘suitably warm’ means.  Like it is kind of warm, but not lukewarm?  Not freezing cold?  I don’t get it,” I listened to Chris mumble about our breakfast as I tried to park the truck.  I had been listening to him mumble and grumble about food now for four days.  I had no…

  • What They Don’t Know

    “They don’t know any more?  How can they not know any more?  What have they been doing for the last week? ”  “Linda has only been missing -” Mary started.  “A week!  She’s been missing for a week!  What do you think is going on?  Something has happened and the police haven’t done anything since Tuesday.”  I interrupted Mary with my…

  • Bonfires

    “We were never here,” Savannah said as we quickly exited through the back door of Tyler’s house.  I let the door slam as the sirens got closer.  “Who called the police?”  I asked as we ran toward the alley.  “Let’s just get away first.  If I get arrested, I’m headed straight back to juvie.  I sure as hell won’t go…

  • Acceleration

    I always knew the fireplace would be a problem.  Jake obsessed with fire and he hated to clean.  Or at least said he always ‘forgot’ to clean.  I was left with making sure the chimney was clean and nothing easily ignitable was within a few feet of the fire.  The night I came home with the firetrucks filling my front yard, I already had…

  • The Hiding Place

    Everything had gone perfectly.  Until it didn’t.  I blame the mess I was in squarely on Nathan’s shoulders.  If he had listened to me and done what I asked, we would be free and clear at this very moment.  Nathan was the reason I couldn’t paint anymore.  Couldn’t write anymore.  If he had not started obsessively…

  • Risk vs. Reward

    As I drove slowly down the street, I wondered if the risks were greater than the reward.  The problem was I just wasn’t sure which one I was more interested in – the risk or the reward.  The risk was the fact I was potentially doing something illegal, but I knew the reward would be Tanner.  Probably.  All I…