A year ago Jean had a love affair with a man who moiled the river. He was a lanky man, with a day’s growth of stubbly dark brown beard on his ruddy cheeks, a man with an easy laugh. He’d come from a different era, a ghost from the gold rush, whom Jean had met in the … Continue reading Allow the Magic
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: it looked impossible; with your warm hands; trusted; my sister from_______; a hidden passage; use your words; I attract mosquitos like ambivalent men; quick; exciting; but you don’t understand how much I cried; wild things; on the cusp; rapture; apology accepted, trust denied My sister Marina came … Continue reading My Sister Marina
Written with the prompts: fear seized her, they are leaning out for love, limitation, levitation, lamentation, lemon station, afraid and curious, the boat moved, Dolores was Dolly to everyone else, they were driving her crazy, the loneliness, experience the thrill, fortune, feelings of dissociation, no risk, suffering, cheese and crackers In a small mountain town where … Continue reading Our Lady Dolly
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: charisma often glitters, fished, kind of like entering heaven, clear lake, exciting day, apprenticing one’s self to a human, lives in the mountain, don’t burn yourself, relationships, notice what you notice, laughter broke out, magic, a tall woman A tall woman lives up the mountain in a … Continue reading The Tall Woman
This is a reprint of another Halloween favorite. Enjoy! Pearl became a crone gradually. It started when she shed her pastel, party-mint-colored clothes, the pinks, the baby blues and pale yellows. Suddenly she found herself attracted to burgundy, teal, and aubergine. She stopped dyeing her hair yellow blond, gave up the tinted contacts, the high … Continue reading Becoming a Crone
This is a reprint of one of my most popular stories, a fun little mystery for October. Enjoy! Memorie is in a cozy pace, propped up with pillows and notebook, herbal tea and the most affectionate of her three cats at her right hip on the sofa next to her. She has arrived at this … Continue reading Memorie and the Coyote
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: soaking it all up, whose feet would you wash, aren’t you hungry, do not listen to that person, not ready to sleep that sleep, prior work was painting fingernails, do not believe the news, should, time moving like a wave, the feel of spandex, man orchid, Gertrude the … Continue reading Princess Gertrude the Goat
A quirky story written with my Thursday night group with the quirky prompts: walk in the woods, the youngsters kept going, excellent, at 4 I put chewing gum in my ears, order with us, in search of comfort, no deadline, fool that I am I went too, you are almost there, Armistice Day, is there a … Continue reading Fool That I Am
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: she’s lost control; unplugged; we had a falling out; a far more pleasant pursuit; loved searching for shiny treasures; a pack of coyotes, that’s it for this edition; Manhattan mojo; unparalleled; trying to resolve the dilemma by wishing I could take both roads Melinda came in from … Continue reading Life in the City
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: first days at school, Fred said, not in the forest anymore, jitterbugging encouraged, sometimes it feels good to take the long way, she described our story, I love our deck, winter, shared experiences, aura of purple, for the gate, hair love or hare love, her creative brain … Continue reading The Deck
