Journey into My Imagination
“Yeah, you know the one, the wolf, the one I’m talking about. He “allegedly” ate the three little pigs. He claims to be “innocent.” Joe attempted to make air quotes. “I’ve seen all his books. But he’s a mastermind, I tell ya. He’s the one behind it all.”
No, this account has not been taken over by the Pointer Sisters (and I got that right - honestly surprised because I am usually unable to name any band associated with any song.) But I am excited. I sat down last night and opened up my blank doc and wrote 1000 words of my new... Continue Reading →
The house was huge, more of a stately old mansion then a house. The outside was a cold, unfriendly, imposing stone texture. The manor stretched three stories high. The obvious first two stories and then a small window at the top that one could only presume was an attic
“Susannah if you are here just give me a sign will you? Just for old times sake?”
In the end, there was total darkness.
“My precious angel you are truly a fool. You think that people will believe you? I have power. You are a conniving lying wench who tricked her way into society by climbing a social ladder that she had no right to be on. No, my pet, I think they will believe me their esteemed and respected governor.”
I have missed you Carrie. I want you in my life. I want you to marry me and raise my children. Please. We fit so well together you and I. Can’t you see it in our cozy little house in the suburbs with our children and our dog and a minivan to get us back and forth? You will never need to write again. You invested so well and I make more then enough now for both of us. Things are looking up Carrie.
Shannon McCauley - Author 