Her stand was right beside the chocolates, and everybody seemed to be in a state of hypnosis from the scent of the delicious cocoa and caramel and truffle. While the line for Lake Champlain Chocolates looked to be a mile long in the exaggerative eyes of a kid, I didn’t see anybody walking away holding… Continue reading At the Arts Fest (continued)
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At the Arts Fest (continued)
The first time I went to an arts festival was with my mother. She’d had a busy week at the hospital. She was one of the women who wore pink scrubs and sat behind the front desk, and she longed for some fresh air. She may not have been the one wielding the scalpel, but… Continue reading At the Arts Fest (continued)
At the Arts Fest
I immediately regretted my shoe choice as I stepped out of my snow-colored Nissan. The sky was smooth, without a single cloud to roughen the clear expanse. But yesterday’s rain had left mud in the grass, and I was wearing high heels. As I walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk,… Continue reading At the Arts Fest
An Unexpected Message…
The strangest part about the note was that Marcus did not remember ever buying the fedora he had found it in. He had just come back from picking up breakfast for himself and a few of the other young men at the orphanage, and had gone to put some change in a small jar on… Continue reading An Unexpected Message…
Declan – Present
Delia was one of those untouchable girls. She wasn’t cold, and she wasn’t arrogant either. I thought, rather, it had something to do with the red lipstick. She didn’t always wear bangs but for as long as I could remember she wore that red lipstick. The bangs seemed to be more like bookends, there in… Continue reading Declan – Present
Another Peak Into the World of Scriptwriting…
During the Fall of 2018, while everyone else was out scaring each other at corn mazes, I was cooped up on my bed working on my final project for my senior capstone course: a masters course in screenwriting. For the final project, I pitched an idea for a feature film, which meant that I was… Continue reading Another Peak Into the World of Scriptwriting…
A Note to my Readers…
When I began creating this blog about year ago, I imagined it as a place purely for my fiction writing. I thought if I also included scripts, then why not include articles, or essays, or photos of books! But I didn’t want the idea to stray from the creative writing process and turn into a collaboration… Continue reading A Note to my Readers…
Brooks’ Banana Fritters
“Sophia,” I wake to the whisper of my mom above me. “Honey, it’s time to wake up.” She pats my hip, but I still don’t budge. “You have church in half an hour and we were late last week.” I groan a little, but the small sign of life is enough to get my mom… Continue reading Brooks’ Banana Fritters
Circus Part 2
Amelia’s raincoat was actually pertinent during one of the visits. Large drops of rain bounced off the cobblestone paths and soaked into the trees' thirsty bark. Wes and Amelia, and both of their families, decided to check out the Millennium tent. Amelia and her parents were more interested in the time periods the circus tried… Continue reading Circus Part 2
A Chance at the Circus…
If a kid the age of six could have recognized his destiny, he would have seen it as clearly in her eggshell blue eyes as he could spot when one person fell out of line in the traveling orchestra that day. As an onlooker, Wes could easily see that the musicians were always in perfect… Continue reading A Chance at the Circus…
Sincerely, a bookworm. 