Quickies
Short pieces written at the whims of life. Not the worst writing in the world, but probably not the best. For now, you can click into any of the stories you see except the one in the box ... I'll be fixing that later, but it's a lot of work. Feel free to scroll to the bottom and use the tags to filter down what you're seeing. Hope you enjoy.
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In the quiet moments before a storm, we cannot know if it is rain, snow, thunder, or worse. We can only hope for, long for something beautiful.
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I Used To, Anyway.
A short piece written when I was once in love, mostly with the idea of a person. That person eventually broke my heart. Truthfully, it happened twice.