With the leftovers finally gone, we can reflect on the Thanksgiving holiday and the tradition of giving thanks. As we all learned in grade school, the first Thanksgiving feast was celebrated by the Pilgrims with the Native American Wampanoag people after their initial harvest in the New World in November 1621. The feast lasted three days andContinue reading “Grateful For…”
Category Archives: short stories
Mira filled another empty cardboard box, labeled it clothes and heaped it on the lowest pile among a forest of stacks. For a week, she had been cleaning out the home of a lonely woman who passed away without any family or friends. Boxing up the kitchenware, clothing and personal belongings of this mystery woman,Continue reading
Day at the Beach
The beach is my favorite place to relax, breathe the fresh sea air in the warming comfort of the sun’s rays and hear a choir of sea birds underscored by the hum of boat engines. I sit with my toes blanketed in cozy sand, clad in my protective straw hat and sunscreen and read aContinue reading “Day at the Beach”
Press for Human
I love online shopping. A world of goods are right at my fingertips and delivered to my door. But there’s another sharper side to that coin I discovered when I ordered a small futon online. It arrived on schedule and I eagerly opened it up, read the directions and looked for the pieces to assemble.Continue reading “Press for Human”
White Picket Fence
Sandy was tired of her world. Drudging to the overworked menial office job she hated left her little time for a life. And more and more her friends peeled off after getting married and having kids, leaving her alone on her hellish daily treadmill. The nightmare of dating became an endless game of Duck, Duck, Goose. She’d meet someone at work, in lineContinue reading “White Picket Fence”
Pineapple Means Welcome
I was in the bar in the new adult community I recently move to nursing my Jack Daniels and watching the game when I overheard the strangest conversation. “Are you a pineapple?” the man said. “I’m a green pineapple,” the lady smiled. My interest piqued, I couldn’t help but glance in their direction. “Green aye.Continue reading “Pineapple Means Welcome”
The Rule of Three
Author’s Note: This is a continuation of the story last week, Rule 30 from the sequel to Beck’s Rules, When Walls Talk. With ideas of green ink, government paper and presidential profiles swirling in my head, I’m ready to get to work uncovering Carrington’s plot. I rush through the newsroom ignoring the wail of policeContinue reading “The Rule of Three”
Rule 30
Author’s Note: This is a sneak peek of the prequel to the cozy mystery novel Beck’s Rules where we discover the origin of hard-nosed reporter May Beck as she cuts her newspaper teeth and develops her skills on the streets of her urban city. Sometimes being right is an overwhelming burden to bear. But IContinue reading “Rule 30”
A Place Unlike Home
Author’s Note: What happens to the witch Elphaba when she flees Oz in the musical Wicked? This story developed from a prompt to find a different look at a fairytale story. Elphaba walked on the dusty road for miles with only tumbleweeds crossing her path. The dense monochromatic atmosphere made even her verdant skin lookContinue reading “A Place Unlike Home”
Darkness Within
The dark sky loomed, relentlessly following every step, blocking every turn. I never thought I could feel so powerless. How could the world twist so out of control that it would target my child? I’ve always trailed my own unconventional path, but I can’t imagine what it feels like to be trapped in your ownContinue reading “Darkness Within”
SUZANNE RUDD HAMILTON 