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"Don't grab him like that," Mary said sternly, pulling her son Carson away from Sam. Sam looked down at their son, seeing the red indentations left on Carson's arm. He felt something catch in his throat as he saw the boy's wet eyes fill up like the ocean tide. Sam looked up at Mary, her ...
Broke my own rule for Frigid Nights…
I said that I wasn't going to upload a chapter without having the next one completed, but I caved. I posted chapter six to Wattpad without having chapter seven done. I know, I broke my own rule. Unfortunately, it had been two weeks since I uploaded anything for Frigid Nights and I needed to give ...
Consistent vs. Binge Writing
It's very difficult to write consistently every day. Like, very difficult. Sometimes, even writing the next 200 words to a story seems so overwhelming you just can't bring yourself to do it. Writing a story can be similar to writing a term paper in some ways. The actual act of writing it isn't incredibly difficult. The ...
“The Shepherd”
David made his way out onto the land that his family has owned for generations. His great-grandfather bought the fertile land back in 1890 and it has been the family farm ever since. Back then, the land was moist, soft, and dark. His great-grandfather decided to plant cotton on one side of the thirty acres ...
Blades of Grass – Short Story
He got a tingly sensation at the tips of his fingers, like when he would slide his hands through the blades of grass of the front lawn. He recalled the smell, the lovely scent of fresh-cut grass, the tickling of the blades as they gently touched the nape of his neck, back when he was ...
“Strip”
The black Mercedes-Benz sedan pulled into the last spot at the far end of the lot. The rest of the cars sleeping in the lot were dark and covered in a light mist, reflecting the golden streetlamps that overlooked the slick street. Damien slowly got out of his car. His worn dark dress shoes with ...
Finding Time to Write Is a Pain
My new career has me pulling long days with short nights followed by even longer days. I have little time to write and when I find it, it's not the number one thing on my list to do. A lot of writers will tell you that being a writer is more about sitting there thinking ...
