Tag: creative writing

  • The Antagonist

    The Antagonist

    Fiction & Illustration As it turned out, Scarlett was right. A few blocks from her hotel, in a discreet little warehouse,  bundles of red rose buds were being stored. Scarlett’s antagonist – George’s mother, that is – had managed to track her down and then follow her to Hollywood.  She wasn’t going to let Scarlett…

  • Suspicious Minds

    Suspicious Minds

    Fiction & Illustration Outside the theater, Scarlett strapped on her boot and hailed a cab. It wasn’t until she was back at the hotel, walking toward the elevator, that she noticed something irritating her toes. Once she was in her room, and able to take it off, she discovered a folded note inside. Meet me…

  • Serendipity

    Serendipity

    Fiction & Illustration Scarlett hurried out of her seat when the show was over, hoping to catch the mysterious man as he exited the theater. She had prepared her speech while sitting through the final act, and she was more than ready to let him have it. As luck would have it, a bizarre twist…

  • A Mysterious Man

    A Mysterious Man

    Fiction & Illustration Hollywood was not what Scarlett had imagined. While she may have saved herself from Mrs. Moonie’s manipulative schemes, backing out of the old devil’s plot in the nick of time, she realized quickly that Hollywood was crawling with people who were just like her – conspirators, scammers, and philanderers, to name a…

  • the Nuptials

    the Nuptials

    Fiction & Illustration Scarlett was known for being fashionably late, but George was beside himself when he learned that she hadn’t arrived at the church yet.   “Where IS she?” He cried. “It’s almost time to start the nuptials!” “Now, now, dear,” his mother said. “Everything will be fine George, now don’t you worry.” Miles away,…

  • Kiss from a Rose

    Kiss from a Rose

    I wanted to do something other than write tonight. My mind is tired, and I wasn’t feeling the word challenges at all. So… I thought I’d use my new illustration for a haiku instead. A world divided, Souls adrift between two spheres, Hate falls, love will rise. It’s hard to say a lot in seventeen…