The Mountains

Glimpses of lavender and lilac obscured my vision as the entrancing mountain air blew tendrils of hair around the visor of my baseball cap. The closer I got to the forest, the higher I got both in altitude and in spirit. Every mile over the speed limit spiked a goosebump-inducing chilly rush. Some of the …

Grim Quietude: A Short Story – Part 1 (Maybe the only part … we’ll see)

A volt of inspiration desperate to escape my mind from the confines of a dream where it should have stayed, the smoky, still, quiet real–how did I end up here? I’ve been walking for hours, or has it been days? That face, that marred grotesque mouth pinched into a grimacing smile. I can’t shake it. …

That interesting

Prologue (Can you have a prologue in a blog? Yes, you can. I’m doing it now.) I’ve always been a people watcher. In elementary school, I’d find myself in painfully awkward moments of locked eye contact with another student because I was just studying them, out of boredom or curiosity, maybe. In public places like …