I walked across the lobby, still in my business suit and heels, carrying two small boxes of books for the next morning’s meeting. He was typing on his phone, looking very professorial. I think his shirt was untucked, but I can’t say for sure. I think his shirt was stripped, but I don’t remember. It…
This is it. Thanks for reading. What did you think? Confusing? Painful? Stupid ending? ♦ Through the Sun’s Reflection Sally rounded the corner from Main to 17th Street. She stepped into the gutter, in between parked cars. She stepped out and started across, placing her feet only on the white painted lines. The little green…
I’m so glad you’re still here. This is part eight of this nine part series. That’s this one, and one more. Yay! ♦ Everything in Its Place The teacher returned to her outdoor post from the principal’s office. She was escorted by the double-dutch girls, all six laughed and enjoyed the company. No more tears…
This is part seven of this nine part series. Please comment, question, critique, and criticize. With your help, I hope to work this into a successful story. ♦ Remember When Sally and her little brother played catch in their backyard. The limitless dreams of childhood held her, made her; crushed her when they were crushed.…
This is part six of this nine part series. Please comment, question, critique, and criticize. With your help, I hope to work this into a successful story. ♦ Several Small Children Play With a soundboard of empty trees and yellow grass, school children played on the sand and asphalt of limitless dreams. Uninterrupted, a lazy…
Weekly Writing Challenge: Clicking Through the Pages For this week’s writing challenge, put NextPage to work by breaking up your post into multiple pages. Six Janie Ahrens fell into her couch clutching the mail in one hand and her short, black, food-stained apron in the other. After lifting her feet to the coffee table, she…
This is part five of this nine part series. Please comment, question, critique, and criticize. With your help, I hope to work this into a successful story. ♦ Stopped in her Tracks Sally walked to the fence separating innocence and experience. Her shoulders fell. She reached out to the chain-link barrier and grabbed hold. Her…
This is part four of a nine part series I will be publishing over the next several weeks. Please comment, question, critique, and criticize. With your help, I hope to work this into a successful story. ♦ A Leisurely Stroll I decided to walk to the corner bookstore for a cup of coffee. I knew…
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