Was she here? Cradling his wife’s hand and striding along the planks of the boardwalk, he could swear he could feel her. Their children buzzed around them, grabbing at the waterlogged dollar bills he fished from his wallet and bounding off toward the buzzing lights of the arcade, while he tried to ignore the sweet…
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WOE:Gathering Buttercups: COLORED UP
today I bring you a piece about Charlotte that takes place a few weeks after Robbing Cradles from Gathering Buttercups Charlotte smoothed the skirt of the color blocked dress over her skinny hips, the teal bringing out the new sparkle in her green eyes. On her run this morning, she’d thought about the last 6…
WOE:Gathering Buttercups: Meeting on Mulberry Street
Todd came around the corner, so immersed in his touch screen that he nearly bumped into Charlotte who was equally engaged in an animated conservation with a tall dark haired man who was walking a little too close to his soon to be ex wife. Instead of moving to the other side…
RemeberRED: I Look Good In Red
It was a regular February day. I sat at my desk dividing my time between the things a paycheck dictated I must get done and the things that I daydreamed about, while I navigated the daily spider web of Twitter conversations. I stumbled upon a friend’s blog post following it to another…
Kimmy & David : A Wedding & A Vow
My very good friend Tiina, who is also a huge fan of Kimmy & David, has been asking me to finish their story. She is right in her very smart assumption that I was dragging my feet because I might not be ready to say Goodbye to them. But today I’m going to share the…
WOE: Kimmy:The Cliffs of Positano
Kimmy faced the cliffs, tipping her face to the brilliant blue sky and closed her eyes,white spots dancing behind her lids. Patiently, she waited for the sun to dry the dank salt of the Mediterranean sea that coated her skin. Leaning back on her hands; the pebbles and smooth gray rocks of Fornillo Beach left imprints in her fleshy palms….
WOE: Kimmy & Marco: Meanwhile…In Italy
This week over at Write on Edge our prompt was short and sweet. (like me) : Let’s lighten it up around here. And when I say lighten, I mean REALLY lighten. This week’s assignment will require the fewest number of words ever: we want you to write a story – your choice of topic –…
TRDC:Liza: Pools of Blue
It’d been about 18 years since Liza heard this song and it took her right back to that day: I think there’s something you should knowI think it’s time I told you soThere’s something deep inside of meThere’s someone else I’ve got to be Liza was bored. That wasn’t a new or uncommon thing in…
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