Over the last three days I’ve written over 3k on three projects… but skimped on my daily blog posts. Today I’m going to be lazy…er…efficient… and just share a few snippets of what I’ve been up to.
From “Flaming” for Ladies of Horror
“You are not right,” he said. He touched her cheek, soft and wet, and tasted her tears. He discarded the last of himself then. Her skin was fragrant and warm. She bled without reserve, helpless without her costume.
He draped her across his strong shoulders—she was the mink, dangling and limp—and became her. The thought was hot and it burned through his scalp. He was a woman in flames. His new self stood in the bedroom door. Behind him, her naked pieces lay in disarray, powerless.
From “The Giver” for HWA Online Writing Group
“You will suffer,” I whisper to the infant. “But your suffering will give you depth. You will burn, but your heat will warm this earth.” I lower the baby back onto the stained crib mattress. Her breath is strong now. She is strong now. She will do much in a lifetime before I return and take back my gift.
From “Carrie Study” for HWA Online Writing Group
The girl scrambles up the silver stairs but before she can reach the top, the woman catches her by her shoulders and begins to haul her back from the stage. As she is pulled back, the girl pulls back festive blue and white striped bunting to see a couple hiding underneath. Between them dangles a string. The boy tugs it impatiently but the girl hiding with him pulls it from his hand before slapping him.