A Second’s Inspiration

Flipping each sheet one by one, he noticed a sparkle from the page he had been working on, which now appeared to be gilded on the edge as well. His eyes widened as he revealed the page, which appeared to be covered in oil-slick except for an outline where his hand and pen had been, which was now a silhouette of plain, off-white paper with a dot of smudged black where the ink had dripped. It bled into the slick and swirled into a mesmerizing, spiraling pattern. He dabbed the page with the paper towel he had been using to clean off his pen to see if the page was wet, but even after smearing and rubbing for a few seconds, the page seemed to be dry as a piece of plain paper could be.

Dreaming Is the Easy Part

My problem is that I could be anything. I see each day of the week as another opportunity to start a new adventure, and I suspect there are a lot of people out there that have the same issue. I have a growing patience, but that's a relatively new development. I have focus when I begin something, but the majority... Continue Reading →

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