fragment | iii

“… it was one of those moments when your heart gives  a wrench and you suddenly feel like you can’t breathe, and all you can manage to say is … ‘oh.’” “and?” “and … what?” “and what is the point?” “what do you mean, ‘what is the point’?” “what sort of reaction were you hoping … Read more

fractured fairy tale

she had the sort of disposition rumored to turn princes into frogs, and a face to match. soured, they called her, or shrunken — like a rosebud caught in the cold and frost-burned before it had a chance to bloom. unlovely was she, and unloving. grasping, shunning, temperamental, self-absorbed — the complete antithesis of what a … Read more

fragment | ii

“you know, i would never have taken you for the hard-boiled type.” “no one asked you to take me as anything.” “mm. can’t break eggs without ruffling a few feathers, i guess.” “what kind of a mixed metaphor is that?” “was it? i’d like to mix you a metaphor sometime. do you prefer yours shaken … Read more

fragment

“i am going to beat you with my slipper,” she said, and she meant it. yet all he did was laugh. he had seen her slippers, after all.

whimsy in the afternoon

shock

once upon a time there was a family called whimsy. they were a most irregular bunch, being possessed of a certain delightful unpredictability which generous souls chalked up to harmless mischief, but which more suspicious minds regarded as the first signs of dangerous insanity. there were four of them: roberta, the eldest child, of a … Read more

frightened rabbit

chickenwire window

rabbits are shy, paranoid creatures, apt to drop everything at the merest hint of danger and hide until it’s safe to come out again. skittish, but sweetly gullible, you could say. such a rabbit am i. rabbits are also not known for their fierceness, their chief lines of defense being kicking, at close quarters, or … Read more

one-sided

i can’t talk right now. no, really, i can’t. okay, i guess i can … but i won’t. why? do we have to go into that? just trust me — it’s for the best. because i’m — well, i — have too much going on in my mind right now. yes, that’s what i said, … Read more

my life is a comedy

a real hero

once upon a time, there was a strong, handsome, noble prince who loved a girl. she was not a princess. she wasn’t what you’d call pretty. she wasn’t even particularly nice. okay, she was just plain mean. she was also perpetually dirty and more than a little ill-behaved. but he loved her anyway, for some … Read more

wasting | scene, somewhere

the clouds were gathering thickly; the thunderheads gleamed eerily from the early blue-black darkness of a stormy sky. it was summer again, early yet, but the city caught and held the heat until the tension was palpable and everyone longed for the storm to break. it had broken for her long before. she pushed back … Read more

as my whimsy takes me

“you know what?” “no. what?” “you’re too serious.” “am i now?” “much, much too serious. in fact, i can’t imagine you ever being a child.” “that’s ridiculous. everyone starts life as a child.” “no, some people are born old men and never recover. others, if they’re lucky, achieve childhood before they die.” “you seem to … Read more

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