This is the story of the fox. He woke to a strange, new world. There were blue skies and green grass, and green skies and red grass. There were birds in the trees, and flowers and clouds, and ruins and strangers, and many other sights that were never there before. The fox crawled stealthily, as … Continue reading The New Fable of the Fox
Tag: writing
In July 2018
I need to learn the lesson that not everything gets a story. Sometimes, often times, a productive day of writing more than twelve hundred words will mean none of those words are meant for anything - just ramblings, vignettes, journal entries. Not every day's victories can be celebrated with progress on a map. Some accomplishments … Continue reading In July 2018
The Monster Under the Stairs
Under the stairs lives a fat, fluffy monster With long fingernails he’s embarrassed not to have trimmed. He comes out at night, sniffing the ground like a bloodhound Because his nose is so large and misshapen that he prefers to keep it low and out of your face. He stays under the stairs all … Continue reading The Monster Under the Stairs
The Favoring Wind 