I last saw you standing in the driveway waving to my rearview mirror, cheeks dusted red with cold, fingers warm in woolen mittens. In a chilly hotel room, I sit in front of my computer, waiting. My butt rests on a threadbare office chair in front of a wooden desk. I close my eyes and […]
And so, it begins. I stand like a soldier, leaf blower in hand. Soon it will be time to winterize and remove snow. Then, time for my war against newly growing things. Finally, summer and the endless war against grass. My neighbor waves at me from across the fence, and I wave back. It’s a […]
The police walked into the empty vault, footfalls echoing on the stone floors, cool air wafting in through the open door. On the room’s only a table, a snarky thief decided to leave a single sign marked in untraceable font. The sign read simply: “Nothing to See Here. Keep Walking.” The first officer glared at […]
December 1 question – In your writing, what stresses you the most? What delights you? When I first read this question, I was working on the ending of my NaNo novel (I just typed THE END about 30 minutes ago and am coming up for air.) One of my favorite authors Saint Paul the Apostle […]
Anne Higa 