Waking (a short story)

I’m in a writing group here in Luxembourg that meets once a month to share our work and give each other encouragement and helpful critique. I’ve loved it for pushing me outside the normal boundaries of my writing and making me try something new. For May, our prompt was to write flash fiction (up to…

Outside (a story)

Take a deep breath. You can do this. She wrapped her scarf more securely around her and put her hand in her coat pocket to feel the small notes carefully folded there. Another deep breath to beg her racing heart to slow and she stepped out the door. The sky was a dreary grey today…

Wild (a short story)

One day he didn’t come back. The wilderness had called to him since he was a boy walking small beside me. I held his hand a little too firmly in mine along the dusty paths to the city. The desert was all around us here, encroaching on our path from one safe town to the…