Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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Sometimes
Sometimes the stories are written with words. With steel frame structure and proven formula banality. Sometimes the stories are written with rum. With sarcastic joviality and highly polished lies. Sometimes the stories are written with coffee. With matter of fact reporting and terse, succinct titles. Sometimes the stories are written with tears. With thick fingered…
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Three Feathers
Three Feathers from a dream. One feather for the Boneyard. One feather snatched by a thief. And one feather that’s not really a feather at all. 2,135 words
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Not Enough Terror
Last night’s dream was a buffet of terror. I had the usual emotional assaults. Abject terror. Smothering terror. “Worms eating me alive from the inside out” terror. “Naked in front of my classmates while I piss myself” terror. (Okay, that one was more humor than terror.) 3,017 words.
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The Gathering – Finale
The events of The Gathering have come to an end. All that’s left is for Keri to serve some bread, and open some doors. 2,101 words.
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The Gathering: Nights 3 & 4
Where Keri continues assisting The Gathering for two more nights, and pushes herself a little too far. Again. 3,296 words.
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Music to Let Go by
Such happy tears…
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Letting Her Go
So I’m here. Then I’m there. Sitting on a pile of bones (mostly skulls) in Ravenwoman’s Boneyard. I’m in my full regalia, if you can call it that. Raven feather cloak, marked hand and eye, certain accoutrements, etc. I’m holding a skull, but it is neither Horatio’s nor a substitute Yorick. 930 words.
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The Gathering
Where Keri dream-walks into a gathering already in place, in a place where no gathering should be. And winds up helping retrieving pieces of a man’s spirit. 2,377 words
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Wild
Where Keri answers the Sunday Scribbling prompt of “Wild” in 92 words. And is honest with herself about it.
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Storm
Where Keri answers the Sunday Scribbling prompt of “Storm” in 64 words. And tries not to invoke anything with it.