The sun rose. The world went on. As if nothing had happened. As if everything was as it should have been. He found her in the nursery. Staring out the window. The sky was a fiery red. It tinged her tears. She gripped the unused blanket. This is a response to the #writephoto Prompt: Daybreak … Continue reading DAYBREAK
Felicity tried to interrupt the critic, but he had built up such a head of steam he wouldn't be stopped. 'The sunflower, you see, is a comment on Van Gogh's work and the astronomical price OF art at modern auctions. It is saying to you, the viewer, is art really worth that much when a … Continue reading CRITICAL INTERPRETATION
'The setting for our Christmas story today is a mountainous region far away, a land of hills and fields. There lived three men there...' A small hand shot up, 'Was one of them Santa?' 'No, one of them was not Santa. As I was saying, there lived three men there who tended to their flock … Continue reading A CHRISTMAS STORY
'Car keys?' he asked the woman sprawled on the ground, arm fishing around down the drain. 'House keys.' She looked up, squinting at the silhouette of the man. He was dressed in red and orange checks. 'Perhaps I can help?' She pulled herself up. 'Feel free.' Instead of getting down to look in the drain, … Continue reading AFTER HAMELIN
