Breakfast Time

He bit into his toast. She focused her attention on the melting butter that rested on her pancakes. The rhythm of the kettle kept things under control for a bit. Then he made the coffee that burned his tongue and left her wrist scalded. He threw the kettle onto the floor while her butter lay…Read more Breakfast Time


The Writer and the Page

The blank page on her screen haunted her. Failure. That's what it said to her face. "But how can I just write for the sake of writing," she asked the mean page. An amused laugh played somewhere nearby. She decided to let her fingers take over her mind. An hour later, the page begged her…Read more The Writer and the Page