Continue One Saturdays
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week:
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week:
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: Damon pressed his thumb and forefinger of his right hand into the inner corners of his closed eyes hoping to provide some relief from the pain that throbbed there. His doctor had given him a…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: It was no wonder when Mark Jelly swerved off the end of McKinley road last March. Driving 25mph, I could not see more than a few inches in front of me. Special lighting was erected…
Provisions
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: The harder she scratch away at her forearm the quicker the flesh fell away. From outside the containment unit Dr. Elana Miles and Dr. Mark Rustenburg watched on dismay as the …
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “Take the hook out of its mouth,” my father said as he held the five inch Perch in one hand and the line in the other. I tried to grasp the base of the hook…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “Sylvie! Sylvie! Damn it, where are you child?” I peeked through the planks of the porch stairs at Aunt Hinie’s uneven stockings. Her worn shoes disappeared from view and I heard the porch door squeak…