Continie On Saturdays

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: “I’m taking phone calls from ten until noon. After that I’ll be gone until 3.” “Where will you be?” asked my assistant Maggie. “Out.” “But where shall I tell people you are…” “Tell them I…

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: Thunderstorms really wig me out. Not heebie-jeebies like, I’m talking about the shakes and hyperventilating and every thing in between. I used pass out on a regular basis in grade school and highschool. I swear…

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: I was fourteen years old when my father died. The last words I spoke to him were, “I’d rather die than have you as a father.” I stormed out and went to a party. When…

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: When Johnny and I were eight years old we found a treasure chest buried in the silky sands behind our grandfather’s beach house. We thought we had struck it rich, we didn’t even notice that…