Now that the days are shorter and we're all slowing down, I would like to share a personal story. It has been my dream to publish a book since I was 12. It has always been in the back of my mind, and finally, years ago, I wrote one. A cozy mystery that I felt... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd The second I settled into Dean's '22 Ford Mustang, I shed my jean jacket and yanked off my hair tie. "Damn," said Dean. His eyes were on all my exposed skin. I had on my bikini top and a pair of shorts. I rolled my eyes. I had no real interest in... Continue Reading →
by R.J. Byrd I hid behind a tree to catch my breath. My lungs were burning, my whole body felt like it was on fire. My legs gave out, and I hit the cold ground. I knew I couldn't stay here long. He wasn't far behind. I'd rather die than let that bastard catch me... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd “So, maybe we could get out of here...” I bit my lip and smiled shyly at the man sitting next to me. He gave me a lusty grin, but before he could say anything, my best friend threw an arm around him and totally stole his attention away. We had both been... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd *15 minute writing challenge* Imagine you're hiking on a mountain trail on a hot summer day. While it's cooler on the mountain than anywhere else, you're still dripping with sweat. The sun is particularly relentless. You're glad you wore your wide-brim hat and brought along your extra large water bottle. You take... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd *15 minute writing challenge* A spring morning can be crisp, like a fall morning, but with spring, there are warm undertones. The sun plays peek-a-boo with the clouds. The gentle light warms your shoulders and face, contrasting the cool breezes that keep us in sweaters. Each season has a distinct feel and... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd *15 Minute Writing Challenge* I found a little black sequin on my bed. I'm not altogether sure where it came from, and I'm not sure why I'm taking such good care of it. I guess because it appeared as if by magic. So out of place on my bed. A single black... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd *15 minute writing challenge* When I was younger, I used to look up at the stars with a friend. It was her idea and I thought it was cool, so that's what we did. It became something of a tradition. In the summer, sometimes we would just lay out on my driveway... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd *15 minute writing challenge* When I was a kid, I was fascinated with clouds. I would gaze up at them for a long time, letting my imagination run wild. I would wonder what they felt like, tasted like, smelled like. In my mind, they were tantalizingly close pieces of fantasy. I would... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd I wake up hot. I'm sweating. I've never been this hot, even when I lived at home in the valley, which is basically a desert, and my room was always the hottest. I open my eyes and look up at a metal ceiling. What the hell? I quickly sit up and take... Continue Reading →
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