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 …
The Sea Dweller
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 …
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 …