Category: Creative Writing

(Start this story from the beginning). Charlie almost couldn’t believe it. I have a dog. The words were new to him, and they felt good. Do I have a dog? Is this…

(Read this story from the beginning) Nan was back home, sitting at home with phone in hand about to call Charlie. She always aimed to contact him only sparingly. She wondered if…

(Go to the beginning of this story) Charlie thought it was safest to keep the dog in the car while they drove to the pet store. Pet stores were a first for…

(Read this story from the beginning) Nan sat in the hospital waiting room, collecting her thoughts. Tom was going to be okay. Sure, he had sprained his arm rather badly when he…

(Go to the beginning of this story) Charlie was having a variety of reactions to the situation. First and foremost, he felt a sense of delight and possibility at this interesting discovery:…

(Read this story from the beginning) Nan reminded herself to breath as she pulled away in the pickup. Through many years of life experience, she knew that this was the type of…

(Read this story from the beginning) Stevie was enjoying himself. This was so much more fun than playing basketball with the other kids. Sure, basketball was fun, but Stevie longed to feel…

(Go here to read this story from the beginning) “Charlie,” Nan began, after taking a deep breath. She would take the high road. There must be a logical explanation for this. “So…

(Continued from a story started five days ago) Nan had bought the house next to the park thirty-five years earlier with her husband. In fact, they lived there for twelve years. Nan…

(This post is the 4th of a story I began a few days ago.) The dog was long and lanky, with a brilliant red coat of hair that glistened in the sun….