Journey into My Imagination
The trophies that decorated Sven’s house were extraordinary, as Sven would tell you himself. On his walls hung the heads of some of the most elusive creatures: a sleepy giant, a wolf who claimed to be big and bad, a large bear with a hankering for porridge. In some circles Sven was revered, though others... Continue Reading →
With the right one, she can be an empress in the boardroom or the bedroom
Quick glances on sleepy morning elevator rides were not enough. She was beautiful – but he didn’t know her name. 24-C, that’s what he called her. He knew because he was 27-C, the awkward artist who had no idea how to approach his beautiful neighbor.
1863 - Fredericksburg, Virginia, snow blanketed the town with muffled silence that belied the atrocities all around. From a ramshackle one-story house could be traced an unmistakable pattern. Through snow as deep as a man’s knee, there were two uneven footprints, angled to the left the mark of a cane, and to the right a... Continue Reading →
Jim walked around slowly. No one noticed him. It seemed as if the older he got, the more he went unseen. He recalled the first time he brought her here. They were seventeen – he had wanted to surprise her. “A carousel?” she asked, with the haughtiness of adulthood. “Aren’t we a little old for... Continue Reading →
The lid to the sewing basket was broken, a hinge fell of years ago. Inside the basket were sparse spools of black and white cotton – sturdy and good for mending. Luke, twelve years-old, a practiced hand at Frankenstein stitches, sat cross-legged on the cold and drafty floor. His tongue protruded. One eye closed, the other squinted as he attempted to thread the needle. He missed … again. A breath of frustration escaped his lips, shifting brown, shaggy hair that fell jaggedly over his eyes.
A tenacious beautiful vine will grow in unlikely places, as happened on a ramshackle building in the back of “Ironsides.” The sun, struggling at times through the cascading metal towers, encouraged delicate trumpet blooms to erupt in fiery hues - beauty, out of place in a kingdom reigned by rust and discarded treasures.
Shannon McCauley - Author 