A challenge from a writing prompt about a bird who was afraid to fly.
Conversations in My Head
At times, I narrate my life - thinking about all the ways to make doing laundry sound glamorous; walking up the stairs seem like an adventure; or taking a shower sound like an opening for a horror book. I can't be the only one that does this. Right? Please tell me I am not the only one.
Journeying into Writing
My dream is to walk into a book store and find my name on the shelf. I want to create that book that children love to read or the novel that keeps people engaged in reading. I still want to make a difference.
Making Writing Routine
Why cannot I not make myself sit down to work on the book whose plot, characters and dialogue float through my head all day long
Without A Hitch Part 4 – The Finale!
. “Alright you have had your night cap, Smidge,” his nickname, though she did not care to know why, “now it is time to say good night.” “Well alright Nellie, but I thought we would cuddle a little before we went straight to bed. My, you are a horny little lady, aren’t you?” Nellie blustered and huffed at his presumption.
Without a Hitch Part 3
She wandered the long hallways, noting the room service food trays that laid outside and the “Do Not Disturb” signs already hung on doorknobs. Doubtless they were young couples in love to retire so early, and she wished, not for the first time that some romance would come into her life.
Without a Hitch Part 2
Penelope’s father had been one of the lightest fingered men he ever knew, but Niles had no reason to think Penelope shared those talents. There would be no nepotism here, not on his watch. She would not get this call. This was too big a coup to send a mere woman on. This required a man’s finesse.