Missed out on Part 1? Catch up here!
As weeks went by, things got back to normal. Jessica and George continued to advance in their love and careers. Life wasn’t so bad, or so she thought.Continue reading “Fallow Ground Pt 2”
Still on writing on the fly, I’m developing a short story (which I’ve broken into different parts). Do join me everyday as the story unravels. Feel free to share your thoughts on how you think it should go. Ciao!
Sometimes in life, a sudden situation, a moment in time, alters your whole life, forever changes the road ahead. – Ahmad Ardalan.
Jessica rubbed her hands around the circumference of her belly. It was the size of a football. She hated how she looked, and how she felt. She hated her body for betraying her. She shut her eyes as her mind drifted to where it all began.Continue reading “Fallow Ground”
I’m sure that if I asked you to describe the year 2020, a few negative adjectives would pop in. It was turbulent, challenging, tempestuous, damn right difficult, tough, and filled with hurts. We’ve had/seen losses either from the corona virus or from other things. Worst part is that it all happened just at once… so overwhelming!Continue reading “The Year that Made Us”
‘Lady High Control Freak’ was the nickname given to me by myself and my friends. I loved to be in control. Heck! I could control how I spoke, what I said, how I sat, how I looked, and how things should go. Or so I thought!Continue reading “Tales of a recovering control freak”
They say funerals are the best places to hear the nicest things about people. Emma’s own wasn’t any different. She was loved by many, as I came to understand. Yet, none of these people were there the night she overdosed on her sleeping pills.Continue reading “Day 30: Another Letter”
The day dawned with faint lights streaming through Martha’s windows. She lay still on the bed, only breathing while her mind was in a million places. It was Friday, but she couldn’t pull herself to say ‘TGIF’. One of her million thoughts drifted to the preacher’s message on giving thanks in all circumstances because it is God’s will. She shook her head. No way was this God’s will for her.Continue reading “Day 12: Light in the window”