Editor’s Note: I shared this short story with you a few years back, but my full vision for the project had not yet been realized. With this book cover design, you get to see how I’ve …
A Pair of Hearty Lenses
There’s something about the smell of old things — used things — that can be addictive. Perhaps it’s a person’s residual presence, the way their hand held that item for years, or the scent of their …
The Sea Dweller
Annabelle sat in the dark room. The orange light of a flickering candle licked the edges of the dreary walls when she heard the sound. It could have been a creak in the wood or a …
A Dusty Portrait Painting
Each year Marilyn’s father commissioned a portrait of her to be painted for his office – a large room full of walnut paneling and mahogany furniture. She figured the dark wood setting made him feel important …
Well Before the Fairytale Ending
It was a thinking place. The old rock, smooth from years of sitting, where raindrops smacked its flat face for centuries. Speckled with minerals, stamped with lichen, and worn with age, it was a favorite spot …
An Italian Escape
Audrey’s arm stretched to its fullest, reaching under the splintered wood of the sink. Where is that darn thing she thought, anticipating the cool metal touch of the wrench she was sure had to be somewhere. …
Peeling the Orange
Catherine trailed her fingers on the curling edges of damp lettuce leaves. A few pieces of sandy wetness clung to her skin as she considered each bushel for freshness. It was her favorite Sunday morning tradition …
A Romance Among the Roses
I loved this photo series Jon took of me in Santa Fe, but rather than just posting the pictures on their own, I thought it’d be fun to write a little page turning story to go along …
A Detective Story
I loved this photo series Jon took of me in Montreal, but rather than just posting the pictures on their own, I thought it’d be fun to write a little page turning story to go along with …