Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths

  • Wild

    Where Keri answers the Sunday Scribbling prompt of “Wild” in 92 words. And is honest with herself about it.

  • Storm

    Where Keri answers the Sunday Scribbling prompt of “Storm” in 64 words. And tries not to invoke anything with it.

  • The Trespasser

    “Am I in trouble for sleeping here?” It tilted its head and cawed with a mirthful tilt. “Well, I’m already guilty, and I’m comfortable. If she lights my ass on fire, it wouldn’t be the first time, now would it.” It tilted its head back and cawed more laughter. “Lemme know if I need to…

  • Dream Denizen: The Forest of Shadows

    Imagine the canopy, thicker. Much thicker. Branches intertwined with each other appearing as if the trees were battling each other and froze in mid parry. Ever leafless, ever just on this side of wet rot, but so thick that even at noon, it is dark as night on the forest floor. 629 words, and 1…

  • Marathon

    A Sunday Scribblings tale! A woman considers how a phrase meant to discourage her, only firms her resolve to run the “Marathon”. 527 words.

  • Updated: “About Keri”

    Updated the “About Keri” page. Really gave it a lot of thought based not only on how I perceive myself, but how I am perceived by others. Gone are the attempts to tell you what I am not. Instead, I just tell you what I am. For now, that is. “About Keri“

  • Three Choices

    Where Keri is offered “Three Choices” in a dream, for how to move on with her life from here. “So. I hear you really fucked things up.” I open my eyes to see a glass set before me, slowly being filled with a strong scented liquor. “Your lackadaisical attitude finally roasted your ass this time.”…

  • Wealth

    (This post written for Sunday Scribblings #315: “Wealth”.) “Hey, Old Woman! Wake up! Time to pay the fee!” When their yelling didn’t rouse her, they roughly pushed and shook her. She flailed to keep her balance as she awoke in mid-tilt. To no avail as the youths only pulled her harshly forward. They laughed as…

  • Said the Satyr

    Where Keri is inspired by another person’s dream, and writes 250 words of what the satyr said to him.

  • A Tumblring Dream

    I was quite tired last night. So tired, moving from my chair seemed daunting. But not so tired, that I couldn’t move and click the mouse. So, as it was, I spent a few hours longer than I should reveling in the maddening faire called Tumblr. So it should be no surprise that I wound…

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