Unending Permanence

night glade

The wind whipped across the road, pelting Simon with dirt and debris. He wasn’t even close, with miles left in his journey, yet he trudged on. He wasn’t sure what was going to be waiting for him at the end of this road, but something – some force -  was urging him forward.

Even though he lived several towns away, he had heard of Galiena. Stories of her prophecies, rumors of her healing and magical powers, myths that she knew what the future held.

Simon knew about the ancient map and the promises it held. He also knew surviving depended on it.

The challenge of 100 words is to write a post, using only 100 words. Velvet Verbosity is back and this week she challenged us with ‘Surviving‘.

You can read the back story HERE.

Lavishly Insufficient

enoughHer body was so immersed in evil she could hardly breathe. There was no room for light, no space for air. Her soul had been consumed by darkness, a vast void of destitution for decade.

They had done this to her. They had made her forsaken.

Yet when faced with the alternative, she retreated to what was known. She knew it would never be enough. She refused to relive the cycle and sought solace in seclusion, seeking anything to numb the pain.

As midnight approached she prepared for the worst. Curling into herself she silently pleaded for morning to come.

The challenge of 100 words is to write a post, using only 100 words. Velvet Verbosity is back and this week she challenged us with ‘Enough‘.

Why I Write

journal

I often get asked why I write? Mostly by my boys, but I have been asked by others as well. With BlissDom around the corner (insert loud squee here) my writing heart strings are pulled tight. I can’t wait to surround myself with those who also hunger for words. Those, that if denied a chance to share the words tumbling around in their head would probably spontaneously combust. Google it – it happens.

For me, writing is a gateway to peace. A way for me to organize the creative life that lives within me. Nothing brings me more happiness than a new journal. Ok, maybe that first sip of coffee every morning is first but a new journal is a close second! The clean crisp pages beg to be filled, they long for words and verses and stories. It longs to be worn around the edges, the corners bent, the ribbon frayed. I carry journals with me everywhere and will often choose the physical act of writing over typing.

Writing gives me a place to escape, to verbalize my pain, bare my soul and create lives and stories for the imaginary people running around in my head. Writing allows me to breathe.

I would love to hear why you write, what scares you about writing and what is one thing you want to tackle with your writing. Always remember the words of Holly Gerth: “Be courageous and try to write in a way that scares you a little.”

You will be amazed at what comes from stepping out of your comfort zone!
 

Remains of the Day

serene

Spirals of suds swirl slowly down the sink.

Currents of sunlight course through the curtains, catching flecks of cascading dust cavorting midair.

Steam slowly escapes from my coffee cup, enticing me to savor its first sip.

Words tumble onto the paper, transforming in tantalizing tales.

Silence surrounds me, embracing me like a long lost friend.

 

Blindly Fleeting

blindThe room was cold and dark, soundless, with the exception of the ever present dripping faucet. James wondered how long he was going to be forced to stay here, not that time had any true meaning anymore. He couldn’t even guess how long he had been captive. He had tried for a while, counting ‘sleeps’ as his son Issac used to say….. Issac.

He pressed hard to remember his brave son’s face. The cherub cheeks and unruly black hair atop his head. A slow silent tear slid down his cheek while James remained lost in the blindness that surrounded him.

My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog
100 Word Song is a writing challenge from Lance based on a weekly music prompt. 100 words – no more, no less. This week’s challenge was inspired by David Bowie’s ,”Soul Love.”. And I made it a two-fer by incorporating Velvet Verbosity ‘s 100 word challenge. This week she challenged us with ‘Soundless’.

The Voice Inside My Head

coffeeJasmine walked in the office ten minutes late, as usual. But somehow Doug adored that about her. Heck, he adored everything about her.

She plunked her purse on the desk next to his. “Hey Doug! I brought you a coffee.”

Doug couldn’t help but notice the sparkle in her eyes and the way the corner of her lip lazily curled when she talked. This was the moment he’d been waiting for. But before he could respond a shadow cast over their desk.

Hey Jaz! Wanna grab lunch later?

Within an instant Doug was thrust from his daydream back into reality.

My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog
100 Word Song is a writing challenge from Lance based on a weekly music prompt. 100 words – no more, no less. This week’s challenge was inspired by Tame Impala’s,”Feel Like Only Go Backwards.”. And I made it a two-fer by incorporatingcVelvet Verbosity ‘s 100 word challenge. This week she challenged us with ‘Sparkle’.

Esquisite Facination

riverwalkIn beauty I walk

Along the rivers edge

Embracing its flow

Haiku-FridayBe sure to head over to Lou‘s to read what everyone else is haikuing about this week.

Vanquished

fearlessSearching the mirror
For the truth that lies within
Pushing pain aside

Reveling in me
The pieces that make me whole
So wonderfully made

Forging through the past
They can’t hurt me anymore
I’ve conquered my fears

Haiku-FridayBe sure to head over to Lou‘s to read what everyone else is haikuing about this week.

Secretly Intent

 red

Her finger gently traced the smooth ridge of the mahogany banister. Her presences would only be detected by the faintest of trails her fingertips left in the dust.

She turned the corner and smiled. There, in the glass case behind his desk, was the object of her intention. She thought she would never see its beauty again. Her eyes traced its soft and flowing crimson curves.

Oh how she longed to hold it in her hands once more. As she took a step towards the desk a slight movement in the corner caught her eye.

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

This week I made it a twofer. I am participating in Velvet Verbosity’s 100 Word Challenge. This week her word is Dust.

This is also my response to this week’s Trifecta challenge: Write a response using the third definition of the word ‘Intention‘.

Seeking Clarity

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Enlightened to change

To view life differently

Alter perspectives

To seek the unknown

Search deep within my soul to

Beautifully transform

Haiku-Friday

Be sure to head over to Lou‘s to read what everyone else is haikuing about this week.