Journey into My Imagination
I wrote this for my son when he was little. He wanted to be a superhero in the worst way, but sometimes the rewards were not worth the struggle. It was a bright, sunny morning. The kind of day that was just meant for playing and Al knew exactly what he wanted to do. He... Continue Reading →
Queen Gertie, cunning and knowing both her kingdom and children better than Humphrey, found the best hunter. The hunter was given gold and the ransom note, which presented three challenges. The hunter accepted.
Nineteen years ago.... nineteen years ago, I was running around chasing a five year old while I was heavily pregnant with my second child. The second child came after a few years of struggling with infertility, before PCOS really had a name. My first child was a beautiful, happy, curly brown haired moppet of a... Continue Reading →
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
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 →
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.
Shannon McCauley - Author 