a sprinkle of faith

Tag: writing

  • Cone of Silence

    Cone of Silence

    I live in that solitude which is painful in youth, but delicious in the years of maturity. Albert Einstein No, that is not a lampshade on her head, but it sure looks like one doesn’t it?! Oh… the days of my youth and the embarrassing moments like that. Ha! Anyway, it’s actually a cone of…

  • Putting On…

    Putting On…

    My Big Girl Pants. I thought it was time I did that. Not much in my life has changed since I wrote about how I’ve been feeling lately, in my “Phony Baloney” post. Except for one thing. My mindset. Oh, and the fact that I decided that my Phony Baloney “fake” NFT idea was a…

  • The Dumbbells

    I’ve been trying to figure out how to keep this short story in present tense (somewhat, at least), while being able to move through time rather quickly in parts. This is all new to me, so don’t judge. Anyway, I came up with what I thought was the perfect plan for this one – which…

  • The Old Man

    A Short Story The old man showed up just after Billy Clyde knocked me out. School let out early and it was too hot to take the bus. Burt, the driver, always sweats real bad, and on days like this he would stink to high heaven. I was outside of Cassiel Park when I saw…

  • Catching the Moon

    This is part of an ongoing story, continued each day using the Daily Spur’s word prompt. I’ve moved the previously published parts, rearranged to run as a normal story, HERE in case you are interested in reading it in it’s entirety. Today’s word is: Rung. Catching the Moon (#10) While Bob was trying to grasp…

  • Surprise Visitor

    Surprise Visitor

    ..Surprise Visitor (#9).. Bob was lost in his head (thinking about that night some seventeen years ago) when Anastasia finally finished her song. As the applause died down, she gestured to someone behind the crowd and every eye in the room looked to see a stunning young girl. She seemed to be a teenager, but…