(895 words) Juliette’s eyes spring open in a panic. The vein along her neck throbs, pumping the blood hard and fast. A firework of pain explodes inside of her mind and her spine wrenches, thrusting her chest towards the sky.
Thank you to Kathryn for the nomination (tag)!
An essay (Or, a Stream of Consciousness) about a few things that are important to me.
Imogen rolled the crochet hook between her thumb and forefinger, chewing the inside of her cheek. Her grandmother’s stitches were so precise, so intentional; she couldn’t help but worry her clumsy fingers would ruin them.
Honesty is refreshing! Join me in sharing your unpopular book opinions
Weeping Willow, cry!
No more. The wolves will keep you…
In good company.
Hi All! I am re-posting two of my own Halloween-themed stories below. The first one, Jack, is from last year, and the second is Little Monster, from this year. I hope you enjoy them (again). Jack “Step 1: Dissect” Mary moved the instructions out of her way and set to work. The knife was efficient;…
My last book and food pairing of the season!
31 days of spooky book and food pairings