Love on the Page

Love, the deep abiding kind to which she’d clung to with hope, a love that never happened, she kept it in a drawer—just in case, a closed drawer closed to Continue Reading →

Stepping Stones

Breaking free from a conversation that was empty words anyway, Jennifer Nile folded her arms and wandered along the side of the hollow home. Let the men talk, she’d look Continue Reading →

Gratitude, Reflections, and Rapture in 2017

“The holidays are upon us.” I hear that a lot. It has an ominous sound to it, actually. Sounds a bit like an isolated outpost in my fantasy world, Ontyre, Continue Reading →

The Other Sense

Lies. She turned away. Eyes closed, she closed her mind. Too late. Too late for denials when intuition hears tension where it shouldn’t be. Lies. Clearer than the space between Continue Reading →