The water that fell from the sky was just a drizzle at first. The cool breeze that followed each drop served as an aphrodisiac of sorts. By the time the drizzle turned into a downpour Cynthia had already been conceived in the back seat of a 62 Chevy. After the informal conception ceremony Camille the … Continue reading The open door policy
THE FIRST TIME
The first time he pulled her hair was in the bed as she screamed a love cry in his ear… The first time Brian saw her name was on a list his publisher put out about new authors. Because he was an author himself he was just a little curious about this new one. … Continue reading THE FIRST TIME
Priceless Problems
The first time he heard his mother scream he was five years old. It was at three is on the fifth of January. He remembered the date because his sister's first day of school after the winter break was the very next day. At first, he wanted to run in the room and save her. … Continue reading Priceless Problems
Take out the trash
Symphony had heard all kind of jokes about her name her entire life. She didn’t mind. Most of the jokes she had already heard at least a dozen times by the age of twelve. She didn’t mind. To tell you the truth Symphony was thinking in her head, the jokes were really a compliment of … Continue reading Take out the trash
It don’t hurt now
People say I complain a lot. I don’t. it’s just that I have been hurt my whole life. I made up my mind the day that my uncle punched me in the face, and stole my childhood that I didn’t want to live my life in pain. I was eight years old. Well, it don't … Continue reading It don’t hurt now
Return to Sender
Charmaine fell in love at an early age. She was seventeen. She fell in love with a jock name Fredrick. He was a football player and all the girls loved Fredrick. And when Charmaine wasn’t looking he loved them too. Frederick graduated from her high school two years before she did. His father had been … Continue reading Return to Sender
The wrong kiss
I am guilty of finding a story in every emotion that crosses my heart on a daily basis. I think it's just one of those characteristics that most writers have. I am not a dreamer by any sort. My marriage is no longer the fairy tale that was blasted all over social media. There are … Continue reading The wrong kiss
Write for the kill
I often times hear people say all the things they are willing to die for. But, after hearing some of their stories I am inclined to think they are actually written for the kill. During my daily trot thru life as a writer, I am always looking for characters I can incorporate into my stories. … Continue reading Write for the kill
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Write For The Kill 