Tag: writing

  • Pretty in Pink

    A Haiku Wind, blowing kisses, Pink skies, whispering a tune, Time, not forgotten. I started this image about a week ago. It was a simple remake of the famous “Marilyn’s dress flies up over a storm drain” or whatever it was she was standing on. I didn’t like my illustration too well, so I played…

  • Spontaneous Combustion

    Spontaneous Combustion

    Stories We Tell A Fictional Series When Delilah was nine or ten, Martin and I went through a rough patch. Martin thought that our life was too structured; that we had lost all spontaneity. He missed the unknowing, and all of the excitement that comes with acting on impulse. He said that his days had…

  • Eternally Yours

    Eternally Yours

    Stories We Tell A Fictional Series At the age of twenty-two, I was weeks away from marrying Dylan – a young man I had been engaged to for a year – when he had sex with another woman.  The two were found in the cloakroom of Eleven Palms – an upscale restaurant that we had…

  • Moving On…

    No moss at my feet, Never steady… got to move… Train keeps a rollin’. I thought I’d try something different with illustration so I decided on a train. This one took me two days, so it was no walk in the park! I’ve been taking a break from writing because I’m trying to spread my…

  • Mothers & Daughters

    Stories We Tell A Fictional Series I worried about Delilah when she was young. After Ben, Dizzy and David’s foster son, moved away to be with his father, she moped around for an entire summer. When she went back to school, I was pleased to see that the moping had stopped – but there was…

  • Learning to Fly

    Learning to Fly

    Stories We Tell A Fictional Series After my mother passed away, I was totally without family. I never knew my biological father, and my mother had no relatives to speak of. She never talked about her past, so I had no idea if I had any family who were living – or where they might…