Everyday we encounter moments that are story-able
I’ve taken a few thoughts and jotted them down.
Imagine them scribbled on bar napkins, ink smudged with passion.
A thought About writing
Writing is the ability to break someone’s heart without meeting them.
To fall in love, without meeting them.
Change a life, without meeting them.
Writing is the ability to create something from nothing.
To craft an entirely new being. An entirely new world.
That, is why I write.
Movie Endings
There’s a very interesting sadness that fills me at the end of a movie.
It is what I believe to be, a desire for more story.
The overwhelming sadness of knowing that it has ended, paired with the awareness that it is likely not going to continue, equates to a queasy, uneasy feeling as the credits roll.
I first noticed this feeling sitting on the carpet at my Grandma’s house as the VHS tape ended. And it has never left me.
Yellow Light
The light. I can feel, the light. Shining down on me. I start to pray. I can almost hear the faint hum of angels in the distance.
“Lucy,” a voice said.
My ears perked up. I listened.
“What on Earth are you doing?”
I slowly fluttered my eyes open, terrified at the yellow light beating down on my forehead. I turned my head, slowly, and locked eyes with my 15 year old little brother. He looked at me with a mix of disappointment and amusement.
I sat in the dentist chair, shaking with anxious anticipation of what was about to occur to my sensitive teeth.