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Lady Gray

I am Lady Gray, the banshee, the old crone, the sound of wind howling in the night. I bring with me the loneliness of the ages, the lamentation of the lost souls, and the wails of the living who mourn them.

Should She Stay or Should She Go?

For those of you who read my blog, you know I like to do these little vignettes or scenes as a writing exercise. I like to share them and get your input.  Here is one I did for today.  … Continue Reading →

Signs of Trouble #SoCS

Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “sign.”   “Looks like signs of trouble up ahead” Jeb nodded toward the flashing lights around the next bend. I didn’t feel much like talking so, I nodded and went back to… Continue Reading →

Spider Veins

Spider veins run up her thighs and disappear somewhere under her skirt. She hates this uniform. She hates this job. She hates the smells and the noise. Most of all she hates the guys in the back. They are always… Continue Reading →

Should I Warn Her?

Her face is smiling up at me from the announcement section of the morning paper. Right there next to his depraved grin, she stands beaming, happy to show off the ring. I wonder who paid for it. Tossing the paper… Continue Reading →

The 4-Plex

Living in a 4-plex has its ups and downs, pun intended. The revolving sets of neighbors, and the fact that someone lives over your head or under your feet all leads to some interesting occurrences. Not to mention we all… Continue Reading →

The Hunger #SOCS

She could feel the hunger in her as she looked through the window. There he sat with his date, a woman well past her prime with blonde hair that can only come from a bottle. She was not jealous if… Continue Reading →

Breakfast Alone

“I tire so easily now, It must be the weather” She knew it wasn’t the weather.  It was her life. So mundane and full of redundant days and ridiculous people. He looked at her over the top of the newspaper… Continue Reading →

Summer Day

It was the height of summer. A time when the heat is so hot and thick that all you can do in the middle of the day is find a field to lay in and watch the clouds go by…. Continue Reading →

What is that noise?

The incessant scratching. It is an awful noise like nails from the inside of a closed coffin. What is that noise and from whence does it come? It is not the cat for she is sleeping curled near the fire… Continue Reading →

Inspiration from a Dirty Plaster Wall

I was looking through some old writing notebooks today and came across this. The intoxicating scent of sandalwood and myrrh filled the air as the bedside lamp highlighted the imperfections of the ancient plaster wall.  The dust of the ages… Continue Reading →

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