Gigi assembled her planners, her calendars, her pens, pouches, and post-its before her on the desk and stood over them like a general surveying maps. She prepared to teach her beloved students. She was tenacious in her teaching, so that her children were educated, in spite of the virus or snow. Zoom wasn't the best... Continue Reading →
Luck is a Fickle Mistress: First Line Friday
The dice tumbled and the table leaned forward with held breath. Ray stood there in the midst of the gamblers, beckoning Shari to come to him, as he thought that she had brought him good luck in the past. He was watching to see if his opponent would have a good throw. He just couldn't... Continue Reading →
A Marvelous Job to Have: First Line Friday
Photo from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie The late morning was clear and crisp as Sawyer stepped out of the travel hostel, trembling in excitement at his good fortune to become a travel blogger! To be paid to travel, write, and take pictures, three of his favorite activities, made this job just perfect for him! His parents wanted... Continue Reading →
Teaching Reading is a Lifelong Gift: First Line Friday
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Untouched books crowded his shelves, shiny leather spines and faded first editions, meticulously dusted and never read. Brian always sighed when he thought of all of the knowledge denied to him because he was illiterate. He was successful, so people assumed that he could read, but because of the immense shame he... Continue Reading →
Finding Treasure among Trash!
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Jaime spent the whole day browsing the antique store and left with just one thing. She knew that the shopkeepers were wondering how anyone could spend so much time in a store to only buy one thing. But Jaime had been cloistered as a child, kept away from other children, always in... Continue Reading →
Voices Upraised in Majesty and Love
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie “Do you hear the people sing?” Carol listened harder, and she could just make out a sound so wonderful that she ran towards it. Joe shouted, Come back!" But, she was enthralled as she ran up to the barricades and saw people of all races with hands joined and singing with majesty... Continue Reading →
We Wake Up from Nightmares: First Line Friday
Someday, this will be over– only remembered like some half-felt and fading nightmare. Julia had stared out the window of the inpatient mental facility. She had wished so badly to be on the other side of the locked door. But, the panic attacks had just kept coming, and no medication cocktail seemed capable of stopping them... Continue Reading →
Knowing What’s Best: First Line Friday
“I gave up on feeling brave a long time ago.” Ginny was explaining to her friend, Leah, about her decision to not marry a man whom she didn't love. Yes, Keith was rich and outgoing, and marrying him would certainly be seen a a great thing for her, as her mother continues to remind her... Continue Reading →
Becoming One With The Sea
Most spoke of the low but omnipresent rumble of water, or its dulcet lap against a hull, but that was not how he missed the sea. The doctor had said that one more season on the fishing boat would be his last, so he settled in at home. Although I loved him, he wasn't an... Continue Reading →
Snoring Is Not Allowed at the Symphony, Dear!
Response to Mindlovemisery's Menagerie's First Line Friday, March 13. The prompt is in bold. This one was easy, as my husband went to sleep in the symphony and had to be removed. If the music didn’t get any better he was going to the take that pill Kelsey kept offering him. He couldn't abide classical music,... Continue Reading →