Stay

In the early morning quiet, the clock ticked without competition from other sounds. The sunrise seeping through the gap in the curtains created a halo surrounding his sleeping silhouette, his body gently expanding and resettling with each breath, and I let my eyes trace the soft hairs on his arms. Beneath the thin motel blanket,…

Working Through the Interruptions

Kate: I’m feeling horny…(devil emoji) Jim: Excellent. What does that mean for me? (smiley emoji) Kate: Don’t know yet…something like a blowjob… Jim: Something LIKE a blowjob? Kate: Well…no…an actual blowjob. Jim: Elaborate. Kate: Well, first, I’d unzip your jeans, but I’d keep eye contact the whole time…I love it when you just stare into my eyes……

Preparation

It’s quiet. Like I’m home alone…but I’m not. Laying here, in the bed at half past eight in the morning, I imagine that my family is in the living room: husband reading, and our child plugged into headphones as to not disturb. The blankets are heavy above me, holding me down, refusing me access to…

On the Tracks

So today’s post is a conglomeration of ideas harvested from Twitter, from my new, homemade deck of story elements cards, and the Wicked Wednesday prompt “Celibacy.” Because writing about celibacy wasn’t already proving to be difficult enough for me, I added on several additional layers of “hard” to push me completely over the edge. Let’s…

Closer

This week’s Wicked Wednesday prompt really threw me: Use a title of a song as your prompt and title of your piece. Yeah…it sounds simple…but there are so many damn songs out there to chose from, and I’ve been searching for days, trying to figure out which direction I want to go. But, alas…it is…

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