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Alchemy of Story

Transforming Sight, Sound and Thought into Compelling Characters

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Flavors – A Tale of Tough Choices

Cold rain drops sting the back of his neck as he rushes from his car to the store entrance. He darts straight to the frozen section and makes the call, hoping she’s still lucid.

“I’m here,” he says when she picks up. “You ready?”

“Okay”

So hard to gauge one word. He continues anyway.

Continue reading “Flavors – A Tale of Tough Choices”

The Screaming Boy

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt, Silence.

I watched my teacher save someone in third grade. I did not know it then but I know now. I watched this with eyes that were just beginning to see invisible things like compassion and grace. My third-grader eyes saw friends, Barbies, pizza, roller skates with sparkly purple wheels, Beverly Cleary books and my fuzzy brown and white dog, Candy, licking the window when she saw me walking up the drive. Continue reading “The Screaming Boy”

Moonlight Murder

In response to The Daily post’s writing prompt, Fierce.

She sat alone and happy in the damp grass, enjoying the stars and quiet meadow. She rolled onto her stomach and stretched out, grateful no babies were there to climb on her back and pull her hair. How precious, this time away from her hectic home brimming with siblings. Mom won’t even notice she’s gone, not until bath time, anyway. Continue reading “Moonlight Murder”

The Eye Line

This is a response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt Eyes

The fourth floor was colder and more quiet than the others. She held her hands out and waited, breathing fast and shallow.

“Ow!” she said, lifting up her bare foot, the big toe pulsing. Continue reading “The Eye Line”

Writing Without Words

I saw a grandfather take a scolding today and love it.

Besides relaxing in the sun by the sea, I relish the beach for people watching. I roam the sand like readers do bookstores, looking for something interesting. I can’t explain what that might be aside from a curious tap on the soul when I find it.

An older couple in Kansas City Chiefs chairs with two little girls hopping around “Finding Dory” beach towels made me pause. Continue reading “Writing Without Words”

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