Tag: Writing

The Most Incredible Nothing (Part 6)

To read this story from the beginning, click here!   She sighed. “You haven’t said anything that I didn’t know when we said our vows.” Daniel looked sick. “Why on earth did you marry me, Charlotte?” Charlotte reached over, lifting Daniel’s chin, turning his…

The Most Incredible Nothing (Part 5)

To read this story from the beginning click Here! Elijah nodded, his hands trembling as they caught up to Charlotte and Daniel. It seemed that Daniel wasn’t faring much better than he was. Charlotte was nearly pulling him through the cemetery. Neither of them…

The Most Incredible Nothing (Part 4)

To read this story from the beginning, click Here! Before Elijah could reply, a terrible sensation of ice shooting through his veins stole his breath. He shut his eyes tightly, reaching to grab Daniel’s hand away from his face, but instead finding that Daniel…

The Most Incredible Nothing (Part 3)

To read this story from the beginning, click Here! That night spent in the community center next to the graveyard was the longest one he could remember. Laying on a threadbare couch with moonlight falling through the window, all he could think of was…

The Most Incredible Nothing (Part 2)

To read this story from the beginning, click Here! He opened his mouth uncertainly. “…Are you real?” The words came out as a hoarse whisper that sounded foreign to his own ears. “I can see it’s been awhile since you used that voice.” she…

Zie Americans are Stealing our Flowers!

Pieces of  memories from places far away  She pulled her jacket a little tighter around her as they strolled together through the neighborhood. The night air was cool, making her shiver slightly as she looked around at the perfectly maintained streets. She glanced over,…

The Most Incredible Nothing (Part 1)

To read this story from the beginning, click Here!  The world was rotting, and he was the only one around to witness it. Buildings were crumbling slowly, rust eating away at metal and mold eating away at everything else. He picked his way through…

Sing to the Mountains

Pieces of memories from places far away The mountains surrounded them, the river far below, clouds drifting through the valley above it. She was surrounded by olive and fig trees, the figs hanging above her head as she walked beneath them. She still marveled…

The Privilege of Forgetting You

My greatest hope for you and I, is that you’ll let me forget you. In this life where people come and go, what I desperately want is the opportunity to forget you. I want to finish our last semester of college together. I want…

Laugh With the Sinners

Give me days under the Tuscan sun Dirty my hands, darken my skin I’ll work twelve hours a day to be back again Give me a team filled with sinners, unrighteous but kind More worried about living life than chasing the divine  Give me…

The Most Incredible Nothing (Prologue)

“Have I ever told you the worst thing about witnessing death?” said the father. “You haven’t.” replied the son. He was nervous. His father was in a recognizably good mood. This was something that had never happened before in the son’s memory. They were…