Music blasted around the stadium filling all corners of the room. The music took over the crowd. It was loud, and overwhelming, but the crowd enthusiastically rose to their feet. An announcer’s voice blared over the loudspeakers, louder than the blasting music, “ARE YOU READY TO SEE THE ULTIMATE FIGHT OF THE YEAR!?!?” The crowdContinue reading “Victoria”
Category Archives: New Stories (that I wrote)
Home
Standing… Standing alone while the world speeds by. Standing alone while the world rushes passed. The world races around and flits, and floats. The world, people, drive and move. They trudge along, and push through. They talk at 50 miles an hour and type even faster. They go, they move, and they don’t stop moving.Continue reading “Home”
Self-Evaluation and a Call to Greater Action
No one broke your heart. No one broke your spirit. No one was out to get you. Do you need to blame someone? Do you need to take your anger out on something? Do you need an outlet for the buildup of tension, stress, and restlessness? Then think of the jerk fear has been. RememberContinue reading “Self-Evaluation and a Call to Greater Action”
The Fosterian Saga: Part II
Our blue 1999 GMC suburban was the traveling pinnacle of my childhood. There were several things that made my childhood feel like home among the many bouts of hidden emotional turmoil I felt about myself. The family car was one of those things that spark happy memories whenever I think of it. The suburban wasContinue reading “The Fosterian Saga: Part II”
Reverse the Character
“Take the costume off”, they whispered. I’ve lived in this character with many heavy worries, wearing her costume for many years. I’ve worked hard to take it off. Tiny pieces of fabric have come off. It started with the lace from the sleeve cuffs, then the lace from the collar. Perhaps a few buttons fellContinue reading “Reverse the Character”