microfiction (episode 2-cracks)

The cracks are beginning to show. Just around the eyes. And slight furrows trace the sensitive skin between the lower forehead and the bridge of the nose. While examining her face in the bathroom mirror, several thoughts come to mind. Why do we always seem to be out of milk? What exactly is a NFT?Continue reading “microfiction (episode 2-cracks)”

microfiction: episode 6-excerpts/Book Review Time: Sisters

Ky sat at the end of the bar. Book in hand. She ordered a French 75 and settled in. The bartender, assuming a woman on her own in a near-empty bar must be in want of conversation, swooped in. She didn’t really want to talk. She had her book. But here they were.  Surprisingly, theirContinue reading “microfiction: episode 6-excerpts/Book Review Time: Sisters”

microfiction: episode 5-wind chimes:

Ky’s two biggest fears? Antiques and reptiles. She wakes up, one day, to the sound of wind chimes, and finds herself in an unfamiliar bed. It’s a large, exceedingly comfortable, bed adorned with tropical linens. There’s a huge open window on the opposite side of the room leading to a balcony with a vast blue-greenContinue reading “microfiction: episode 5-wind chimes:”

microfiction, episode 4-hinges:

Smoke and mirrors. Bells and whistles. Nuts and bolts. Doors and hinges? It started with a small squeak. And only when the door was opened abruptly. Quickly. The sound was akin to that of a surprised mouse. Barely registering as a minor annoyance, Ky purchased a can of WD40, and assumed the problem was solved.Continue reading “microfiction, episode 4-hinges:”

microfiction (episode 1-pilot)

Ky was habitually late. To weddings. To funerals. Parent-teacher conferences. Dental appointments (scurrying to make the grace period cut-off). And after encountering 3 consecutive red lights, she knows she’ll be late yet again. Ky bangs her fist against the car’s steering wheel in frustration. This is done more as a performance than a genuine showContinue reading “microfiction (episode 1-pilot)”