Cherishing a Short Life

Alice Park Photography On a weekly basis parent child relationships are forever severed by the law. I’ve seen it too many times to count. I don’t envy those responsible for supervising the goodbye visit between parent and child. The thought of looking either of my children in the face for the last time brings tearsContinue reading “Cherishing a Short Life”

Writing Space and First Drafts

Over the last few weeks, I have been thinking about making a space for me to write at home. Up until now, I have just sat at either the living room table or the kitchen table. This arrangement requires me to pack up all my writing gear and move it from place to place. ItContinue reading “Writing Space and First Drafts”

The Death of a Dream

The death of a dream is the worst imaginable type of death. Death in any form is awful, but to watch someone’s dreams struggle for breath, fall to its knees clutching at its heart, to never rise again is the most traumatic experience this life has to offer. Dreams are crushed everyday throughout the world.Continue reading “The Death of a Dream”

How You See Me

Seeking eyes and whirling thoughts piece together who I am. Despite my many faces, my eyes have never changed. A brief once over tells me if you want to open me up or forget we passed within a breath. Your suns shine cold on my skin, as the storm clouds wrap me in warmth. Hold me steadyContinue reading “How You See Me”

Flash Fiction Friday: Frostfire World

The ice gods had forsaken the Mirawraith people. They sent the burning sickness among them scorching their young from the inside. Their small blue hued bodies twisted with the flames that licked at their muscles and organs as it fed on their internal frost. It devoured whole generations. The Elder Mother of the tribe warnedContinue reading “Flash Fiction Friday: Frostfire World”

Refuse to be Confined

Throwing rocks in a glass house has always been frowned upon, but what if the glass walls were constructed to keep you from reaching the rest of the world, or the world from reaching you? I say throw the rocks! Throw anything and everything you can get your hands on. Bust out the machine gunContinue reading “Refuse to be Confined”

Death’s Gift

“Life is so short,” Jasper said. He stared off into the distance. Sage words from a seven-teen-year old boy, who has his whole life before him. He turned his steel blue eyes toward me. A longing sadness filled his eyes and clouded his expression. “It is, but the fact that you realize that now ratherContinue reading “Death’s Gift”

Flash Fiction Friday: Bad Parents

Flash Fiction Friday is a challenge offered by Author Chuck Wendig on his blog Terribleminds. Chuck throws out a random topic and you have until Friday at noon EST to write a fictional short story in 1000 words. This week’s challenge was near and dear to my heart, “Bad Parents.” In a sense my personalContinue reading “Flash Fiction Friday: Bad Parents”

What’s it all about?

Fighting for a Chance to Dream is my life’s premise and theme. I began fighting for my chance to dream when I was seventeen years old. My archenemy was myself as is the case for many of us. My newborn son was the inciting event, which caused me to drastically change my life’s course fromContinue reading “What’s it all about?”