To my parents I will always be grateful for two things. For bringing me into this world and for doing what they could to keep me in it. I will always be hurt that they gave me up so easily. Especially with how much it seemed the fought at first. Again, this could just be stories that Victoria made up to ease my sadness. I will never know what the truth is and what is embellishment. Continue reading
Last Weeks FFF – Time Cowboy
What time is it? Hmm, still light out. Must be day time. It’s been forever since Master was home. I miss him. I miss him so much. I guess I’ll take a nap until he comes home.
Jack spun in a circle three times and settled in on the floor. He let out a chuff and closed his eyes. He dreamed of rabbits in the backyard. They ran fast, faster then he could. Darting left and right, always just out of reach. Then Master was there. He had dark hair, and a face full of expressions. He was so happy to see Jack, just as he always was. He crouched down on the ground and called Jack over. Jack ran to him, tail whipping back and fourth. He snuggled up close, nuzzling his owner’s neck, then kissing him with his tongue all over the place. Jack couldn’t smell Master. He never could smell anything in dreams. It was how he eventually knew that they weren’t real. Then, it started to rain.
Check out the new format! That was a lot of work. Seriously. And now all the Flash Fiction can be found in a convenient place. Miss a week or start following later and didn’t want to shift back through all the blogginess? Now you can see them all! I’ll still post them on here every Friday, but I’ll put them there, too.
Usually I talk about what’s going on in my life when I bus blog. But, I haven’t been doing that lately, because I haven’t been bussing it. My boyfriend and I share a car. Normally I let him use it. Mostly because he’s been paying for it. But now that my new job is going decent, and our schedules line up, I’ve been dropping him off at work and driving myself to work. He works longer shifts then I do, so the timing normally works out great.
My days have been going like this: Get up morning-ish, take the dog out, maybe play with him a little, get the guy up, cook us some food or go grab something, drop him off at work, chill for an hour or two at a coffee shop and write, and drink way too many refills, then go to work, pick him up, come home. Continue reading
Last Week’s SS- Welcome to the World
At the start of the contractions, my parents closed up their wagon and headed to the hospital. They received questionable looks at first, and were nearly refused access. But when they produced the purse of gold that they had amassed over the past months, they were then welcomed warmly. Continue reading