Wood Watchers (99 Words) Sometimes you are bathing in the forest. At other times, I am not at all certain that the forest is not bathing itself in you. “Don’t look,” I said to Jack. “Keep playing. I think it likes you.”
Inside the Door (167 Words) At the end of the road was a house. At the front of the house was a door. For a moment Elle stood staring at the door. It was so familiar in memory that it was strange to see it in real life. Even the wreath was the same, althoughContinue reading “Inside the Door”
The Patron (275 Words) There was an artist who was known to paint one picture. Always it was the same, the same distant gray-green mountains and the dark, hilly plateau where the city had once stood. With only that one image to offer, people lost interest in the man’s art and his house would haveContinue reading “The Patron”
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to sail on clouds and catch flying fish? And of course, meet a dragon or two on the quest?
There are lots of doors. Writing is a door. Art is a door. One of the facets of creative work that has always fascinated me most is the ability to inspire creation. When you see really compelling artwork, you don’t just see a 2D image–you see a story–and that is the beginning of your ownContinue reading “The Green Wood Door”
Wallie, my Friend, and I are delighted to announce the publication of one of our very own short stories. And from the perspective of dotty hopefuls, with all the clarity we can manage for being too excited to talk, let alone write with good manners, we wish to share our joy with you via the followingContinue reading “Calling all Imps!”
‘Do you ever miss Earth?’ Blue stands at the console, leaning over the platform at an angle. In her coat with her thin legs and arms, she looks like an alien insect, and her question is almost humorous.
When Wallie and I read today’s “Daily Prompt” the first thing I did was put Wallie in the kitchen with a plate of cookies and tell him to behave. If there is one thing Wallie is, it is not self-deprecating. He has a very high opinion of himself. It can be awkward to share one’sContinue reading “Cooking Up Fairies”
Wallie the Imp loves all sorts of weather. He is not particularly fond of rainy days and clouds, but he understands that they are a part of life without which all goblins and imps would die. So in honor of the four changing seasons, and to meet today’s Daily Post prompt, Wallie has applied toContinue reading “Wallie on Weather”
Wallie the Imp and I love learning foreign languages. However, no matter how much one enjoys a subject, there are times when learning is less a pleasure than an exercise. Having learned only the rudiments of Impish myself, I have to admit that learning a language is slow going. And how better to explore this frustrationContinue reading “Alice in Dunderland”