A Gloom Reflected Rain had stopped progress on the Jackson house for three days. The relentless deluge took its toll in a landslide that blocked Route 20 between Lerona and Pipestem. Work on the railroad between Athens and Hinton had come to a screeching halt. Tempers flared and fists flew at the tavern. Joel wasn’t … Continue reading Frienemies: Chapter Thirty-Six
The writing prompt from ChapterBuzz this week was this: Your main character looks up at the night sky and begins pondering life. Thinking back, this character whispers to him or herself, "To this day, I still regret that." What had happened? Here is my response to the writing prompt: Fawn looked up at the night sky. … Continue reading Fawn’s Lament
Fawn was shaking and sobbing. Where were the gods of her ancestors who were supposed to protect her? She had taken her fetish with her. Maybe she should have left it home so it would have done its job. Where was Nana’s white God? If he was so powerful, why did he let this happen? … Continue reading Excerpt from “Frienemies” Chapter Twenty-Five
Benjamin Rubenstein looked at the map for fourth time. How far down would he have to dig? Was this even the right spot? What would he find if it was? The map was an old, wrinkled, worn piece of tan-colored leather with what appeared to be a map drawn on it. Some of the lines … Continue reading Benjamin’s Treasure
Nana had finally decided what to wear and was ready when the knock came at the door. She was quite surprised when she opened it. Joel was accompanied by another visitor: Angel Browning. Nana’s expression held no hint of her feelings. She graciously invited them in and offered coffee or lemonade. “Fawn will be down shortly,” she said.
The bridge was out. We were driving across the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel which runs from Chesapeake, Virginia to Cape Charles, Virginia. The day started with bright sunshine and light air-brushed clouds gently gliding across a blue sky. Our car was packed with drinks for the kids and chips and crackers for snacking. We would … Continue reading I Can’t Swim
Angel drove the Browning brougham, pulled by a pair of matching chestnut Morgan horses, to Fawn’s house. Today was Fawn’s birthday and Angel was determined to make it memorable. She carefully alighted from the conveyance, smoothed her dress and made sure her hat was still on straight. Reaching into the seat of the buggy, she … Continue reading Frienemies Chapter Twenty-Two
I am so excited to be working with Timothy Pike again! He is starting a new class called 10000 +10. The goal is to write 10,000 words in a month and have 10 people read it (if you want them to) and get feedback. It starts tomorrow, March 1. If you would like to follow … Continue reading New Challenge, New Site