Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
Flashback post for Fandango's Flashback Friday I’d noticed the lights when I left the motel. They never got closer. But they also never dropped back. It was like we were attached by an invisible static line. I told myself I was being paranoid but a line from that movie he loves kept running through my… Continue reading The Lights
I haven't felt much like writing the last few days. Too much ... too much sadness and badness and hopelessness. No doubt that's why when I WAS inspired to write today, it's a bit dark. Doubly dark. So it's a two for one today: flash fiction AND a haiku. PART ONE: FLASH FICTION It had… Continue reading Behind the Blue Pane (in Two Parts)
Tina Stewart Brakebill 