“...and that there are bright places, even in dark times. And if there isn’t, you can be that bright place with infinite capacities.” - Jennifer Niven, all the bright places
“...and that there are bright places, even in dark times. And if there isn’t, you can be that bright place with infinite capacities.” - Jennifer Niven, all the bright places
“Don’t you just wish you could reach up and grab the stars?” The girl asked, eyes turned upwards and arms outstretched.
“Not particularly.” This came from the boy in the corner, arms folded and leaning against a part of the railing that was shrouded in shadows.
“I’d like to make a crown of stars,” she went on dreamily, oblivious to his tone and the fact that he was staring blankly at the floor. ...
I sit staring at my laptop screen, drumming my fingers on the desk and everything else within reach as I try to regain the will to write. Somehow my motivation always seems to slip away right when I need it most. I decide to do something crazy.
This novel stars a young woman who is, herself, writing a book. (Yes, it is very possible that I designed this woman after myself, but don’t worry...
He hasn’t spoken to me in six weeks. I’ve returned the favor, until finally he approaches one night at work. I sigh.
“What was that look for?” He asks, looking amused.
It irritates me.
“Nothing, don’t worry about it.”
“Cyd…”
“I did it on purpose, you know,” I counter suddenly, referring to how I didn’t text him at all.
He knows what I’m talking about.
“Wh...
You told me I was important
It mattered what you thought
Silly me thinking you cared
But it looks like I was wrong
Admitted you’re good at lying
But I hoped it was a joke
Until you told me we were friends
And I was blinded by the smoke
We talked about my issues because
You were so sincere when you asked
Turns out that you were lying again
And I want my secrets back
Now when I see you I feel ...
Searchers, scavengers, hunters- those are just a few of the names they call us. But it doesn’t take away from the fact that we’re really just losers who can’t die.
I trudge through the street to the nearest pub, putting my hand on the massive oak door and wincing at the loud groan of rotting wood on neglected hinges. Coffee grounds, ancient dust and cigarettes greet my nostrils in a mildly soothi...
“We’ve got one shot,” Ryder said quietly, putting a hand on each of my shoulders as he gazed intently into my eyes, “that tide goes out and we go with it. If we miss it…..”
I swallowed painfully when he didn’t finish. I knew what would happen if we didn’t make it. We’d be trapped here forever; the portal would close.
For what felt like the thousandth time, I wished with all my heart that I’d ch...
Realization flooded me with more pain than I thought possible. The texts….
The jar of medicine hadn’t been for her dog at all. She’d been talking about herself. She was going to overdose and I’d been too blind to notice.
Now it all hit me at once as I tore down the hallway of the abandoned school; clawing my way through debris until my arms and face were lined with tiny streaks of c...
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
I center my breathing as I stand regally in the throne room, luscious cape draped around my feet. I drank it all in.
At last I was free; set loose from the figurative and literal chains that once bound me. Always mentally unsure and unstable, I’d been locked in that dungeon for six years before I finally got out.
The means necessary to escape the rocky prison were rathe...
“Where is it??” Brody snapped in frustration, tossing items right and left in his car.
His phone had been ringing for what felt like ten minutes and he couldn’t find it. The driver in the car next to him in the parking lot gave him a curious look, but Brody was too flustered to notice.
Finally his hand grasped a smooth surface and he retrieved the device from the bottom of his McDonald’s bag.
...
Angela hummed as she tossed her overnight bag into the backseat of her dodge. It was four in the afternoon; she still had an hour before Joanne's party started but she wanted to get there early.
The sky was overcast and the smell of rain lingered in the humid atmosphere, so she threw an umbrella in as well before heading out. Though she was excited, Angela was also aware of that tingling sensati...