Category: 302prose

Journal 5

Nelia-Sol White A phone call brings someone to the hospital and they watch a loved one die. The Machine Martha looked down, eyes narrowing as she surveyed her father. She had been awoken by a call from the hospital, telling her that her father had been in a hit and run. She had thrown on a coat and had hurried… Read more →

Journal 4

Nelia-Sol White Waiting A man is in the shower.  The phone rings.  Rather than letting the machinepick up, he jumps out, snatches his dark blue bathrobe from the hook on thebathroom door, and races downstairs, dripping.  He trips on a child’s toy, and curses, wishing he had put a phone in the bedroom. What was he thinking?He picks up the… Read more →

Journal 3

Nelia-Sol White Go outside and take in the scenery. Go somewhere else and write what happened there.   The Tree “I’m gonna do it.” Marcus said defiantly as he moved down the steps of the amphitheater.   “What? No, you’re not. She told you to go run into a tree. I think that meant ‘stop talking to me’.” I replied… Read more →

Journal 2

Burroway, Warm Up page 94 Nelia-Sol White   A Smile A smile was all my daughter needed to see. Not even the slightest downward indentation would be allowed. A smile was all little Abigail needed to see.  She didn’t need to know that this smile was false, that this smile was a lie. She couldn’t see the strain, the forcefulness… Read more →

Journal 1

Try This 1.4 Nelia-Sol White   Ace of Hearts by Zella Day I was in love. That was as simple as I could make it. Yet, nothing could ever be that simple. I was in love and he loved me and the entire world was still spinning and yet it could never be that simple. We loved each other, yes.… Read more →

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