The telegram was brief as all telegrams should be. Unless you have endless money. The one that arrived just said: She died. My cousin assumed that I knew the...

And yet another classic, forgetting something moment for Mel. Not something mundane. Keys were always hung in the same place. She was in a fast food and cere...

Bethany flopped backwards like a felled tree on her half-made bed. She tilted her head back to see the sunset glowing through upside down trees and illuminat...

Back in August 2014, I was clearly in a good mood when my writing group was given this in-group prompt: Write a story that includes a banana, an elephant, a ...

[names and places are fictional] No one knows who named the thing, but it really is a perfect fit as it represents the precise middle of the bird spectrum be...

I glance over my shoulder. I feel a twinge and realize I've bobbed myself right into a sore neck. When will I ever learn to just pick up the seeds and toss ...

For most of my childhood, blue was my favorite color. Even now, as I prop up my fuzzy, blue-socked feet on a blue, spray painted folding chair, and write in ...

Before I had my twins, I taught private piano lessons at a lovely music studio in town. I enjoyed all ages, but elementary school age was the most common - a...

Back in October, before changing up this blog, I decided to enter Susanna Hill's Annual Halloweensie Writing Contest! The rules were: 100 words or less, appr...