The Gift

(written for the [Fiction] Friday prompt on December 19, 2008: write a scene involving exactly two characters that involves a terrible holiday gift)   Tim stood there holding the package in his hands, unsure of what to do. He looked from the package to the crumpled up...

Squirrels are Cute…

… no, really! They are. See? Look. Here’s a nice picture of Sciurus carolinensis, the Eastern Gray Squirrel: Cute, right? For those of you who have never seen them, we in the Princeton area have mystical, magical Black Squirrels, which natives to the area...

Winds of Change

(written for the [Fiction] Friday  prompt on October 17, 2008)   I drifted, weightlessly, twirling down and down and down, tumbling over and over.  As I tumbled and fell, and screamed with fear and excitement and exhilaration, I thought back upon the days leading up...

The Key

(written for the [Fiction] Friday “Alice tried to remember who had given her the key” prompt)   Alice tried to remember who had given her the key.  There had been many keys given to her over the years but she had never once struggled to remember what each one was...

Glipper and Me

(written for the Friday Fiction “Stranger in a Strange Land” prompt)   I remember it now like it was just yesterday, though it was many, many years ago. “Mom!” I had screamed as loudly as I could while stretching the vowel sound out for as long as possible.  “Glipper...

My Secret

(written for the Friday Fiction “Have your character steal something…” prompt) I don’t really know why I did it.  It made no sense, really, what with me being a well known author, a celebrity amongst celebrities.  Yet, there I was, sitting in my study with the...