Ep. 2: The Swamp

Ailsa ascended old wooden stairs slick with moss and half-rotted by humidity and rain. Every creak made Ailsa’s heart jump. She braced herself to avoid tumbling back down the steep hill if a step broke. Aside from the decaying stairs, there was nothing to break her fall save the...

Ep. 1: The Opportunity

Sunlight filtered into the cramped cell through rusted iron bars set in mossy stone. Ailsa scraped at a patch of crusty yellow lichen with her boot. Three days imprisonment had reduced her to pondering the walls. Limestone, maybe. She shifted against the scratchy wool blanket covering the cot’s thin...

The Game – I Look Away

Q3 of The Game, a side story of the Life With Victor (LWV) series. You can catch up here if you have not been following along. ———————————————————————— His hand is on my leg and I could swear it is Victor. He isn’t answering me though. Maybe he’s not sure...

The Game – Victor Speaks

The first piece of The Game, a side story that continues from the Life With Victor (LWV) series. You can catch up here if you have not been following along.   ————————————————————————   She touched the little box in her pocket and smiled. Memories can be beautiful things sometimes. To have them come...

Boy to Man ~ A

My mind, as A would say, is wrinkled. It’s been that way for the past few days so writing is just not happening. I didn’t even get to posting last week. This morning I had surgery to remove a large tumor from one of my breasts, so today my mind...

For The Taking ~ A

Something a little different for this week’s Wicked Wednesday post. A friend wrote this recently and has been too anxious about it to post himself. It is such a beautiful peice I wanted to share it here. I agreed to post anonymously for him. Please give your honest feedback...