Author of Imaginative Fiction
Frederick flings my door open and starts talking. I pay him no heed and lean over my painting of a secluded Japanese shrine in the forest. It’s raining there, raindrops pat gently on the tiled roof and leave tiny circles on the puddle right before the entrance. The painting is almost finished, but I can’t … Read more
For little Johnny, every word had its own taste. He loved to sink his teeth into words, savor them, munch on them. He and his mom were often moving from place to place, and she spent hours scrolling through the apartment rental ads. He read the ads too, from behind her shoulder, and even though … Read more
A misty light it was. It seeped through the dense foliage of a mighty oak behind the window and poured into her room. Inch by inch, it conquered the space. Soon all she could see were soft, flickering shapes and contours. The light had reached her face, stroked her cheek, pinched her chin. Ow! She … Read more