A Sequel for Mr. Edwards

Photo credit @ Sandra Crook from her travels down the French waterways. A Sequel for Mr. Edwards by T. Delaplain It had been Mr. Edwards idea to help Renee write "his" sequel from the quant château in Provence. In fact the sequel had been entirely his idea. The promise had been extorted from her during... Continue Reading →

Held In Memory

Photo credit @Al Forbes Held In Memory by T. Delaplain I slide into the backseat, lie on my back and imagine the moonlight. I'm assaulted with longing so intense that it can only be desire. The taste of your breath lingers still. I run my hand over the discolored upholstery. I can almost smell the... Continue Reading →

The Way to My Heart

Photo by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields The Way to My Heart “Shut the damn door and take off those muddy boots,” I shouted over the kitchen chaos with an authority that had not been earned. The second batch of blackened biscuits lay crumbled next to my Momma’s recipe box and the bitter winter turnip stew was boiling... Continue Reading →

Reflection of Sin

Photo credit @Roger Bultot Reflection of Sin My home world and all of my transgressions reflected in mockery through its enormous eye. It snapped its mandible in anticipation. I scrambled backwards trying to find my footing as my flesh tore against the gravel. It was true that I had fallen far from grace: the son... Continue Reading →

Hell Bent For Leather

Below is my work for Friday Fictioneers. I also wanted to share (brag about) my success in my first writing contest. I'm batting a 1000. We’re thrilled to announce the winner of our Postcard From the Park Mini-MOLP writing contest. Tracey Delaplain from Reno, Nevada has scooped the title with a brilliantly crafted piece that... Continue Reading →

Sara Y El Mono Del Vuelo

I'm back in Nevada after spending six weeks in Spain. I promise to share my thoughts about this grand adventure of Spanish immersion in later posts but today is miércoles so here is my Friday Fictioneers post. I haven't written anything but text messages in English for six weeks and my brain was a little... Continue Reading →

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