Ellesbeth Gracelyn Nealy is about to have her afternoon tea, as she has done for most of her life. On most days, since moving a short time ago, she takes her tea alone in the little sitting alcove of her suite. Her grandson has caused her suite to be added to his house. It isContinue reading “Grace Ellen”
Category Archives: Short Stories
Daria’s Tale, Chapter 2
Recently, I posted chapter one of “Daria’s Tale,” a story I have been working on off and on for several years now. Mostly in between other projects. I was hoping to get some feedback. I wanted to know if it is too pompous? Is it relevant? Is it at all entertaining? The post garnered aContinue reading “Daria’s Tale, Chapter 2”
Daria’s Tale
There is a short novel (probably more of a novelette) that I have been working on for a number of years now. Mostly I work on it when I am between other projects. It is a huge departure from what I normally write. But it is basically a labor of love and a longing forContinue reading “Daria’s Tale”
Was my Grandmother a Tart?
With the arrival of spring, the weeds are popping up all over where I live. We have a lot of different kinds of grasses. Some of the blades are fairly wide. For some reason or other, I was reminded of how you can take a blade of grass, stretch it between your thumbs and thenContinue reading “Was my Grandmother a Tart?”
Office Intrigue
“Seriously?! You did not just say that.” Gloria was red-faced and working up a good head of steam. Embarrassingly enough, a bit of spittle had flown out of her mouth with her last remark. Timothy, Timmy to his friends, just sat there with a silly little smile on his face. The situation had been buildingContinue reading “Office Intrigue”
The Incarceration of Serafina
Day One Well, that most assuredly did not go as well as planned. What started out as a simple look-see to determine why so many of my crew have gone missing did not turn out well at all. At least they have not relieved me of my personal journal. In this way, I can keepContinue reading “The Incarceration of Serafina”
All Good Things …
She was about six and three quarters years old and she thought the day would never arrive. It had been promised and promised and always the time was not right. Patience was not always one of her virtues. Many years from then it would be. But not yet. She had been asking for a bicycleContinue reading “All Good Things …”
Heard it Through the Grapevine
“… opening another office,” said one of the employees she hadn’t met yet. A smallish woman with a bit of gray in her hair who looked to be in her mid-forties. Another employee, a bit younger than the former, she also did not yet know, who was standing at the water cooler said, “Really? IContinue reading “Heard it Through the Grapevine”
Maybelle and Beezle
This story is based on another weirdly real dream that I had. Maybelle was in the front garden. Digging. That’s what Maybelle did whenever she had anything vexing on her mind. And by the energy of her digging, Maybelle was surely vexed. But the digging wasn’t helping like it usually did. There were now fiveContinue reading “Maybelle and Beezle”
Fallin
Have you ever had a dream that was so real you thought surely you must be awake? A dream where you can feel the wind tossing your hair and the sun on the back of your neck? Where the sounds are so clear and the colors so vivid that it’s almost too real to beContinue reading “Fallin”
