By R.J. Byrd *15 minute writing challenge* I love overcast days. Even better if its misty or rainy. I love it because its quiet. The world around me seems to slow down. I love the chill in the air. It feels revitalizing. The chill wakes you up while also making you crave warm, soft blankets... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd It was 9 a.m. sharp when Becca Townsend ascended the stairs to ensure her sisters were awake. It was Thanksgiving, and they were going to cook dinner together this year. Becca had told her parents she would take care of dinner. At first, she considered ordering everything, but she then had the... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd Three college students were standing in a circle near the library at the CSU campus. They were in a wooded area perfect for this late-night activity. Since none of them had plans, they decided to meet here on Halloween. It was a great place to meet because students often came here at... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd “I can’t believe I’m actually doing this,” mused Kevin as he climbed through an old, broken window into what was once an army barrack. He looked around critically and dusted off his James Bond suit with an air of importance. “Yeah, I know. I can’t believe you’re actually going to have fun... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd It was a beautiful sunny Saturday afternoon. The streets of New York were bustling with people all in a hurry to get to their destinations. The sky scrappers were gleaming in the mid-afternoon sun, and a pretty young redhead, dressed head to toe in designer clothes, was walking down the crowded sidewalk... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd You have to wake up craving it. Palpable desire that almost makes you drool. You need the warm, sweet taste right away. You have to slip out of bed to get it. Don’t bother getting dressed or taking a shower, just walk straight to the kitchen. Once there raid the fridge for... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd He knew she’d been to prison. She had prison tattoos all over her body. She had dragons, gang symbols, the name of an ex-boyfriend, and even one that said ‘Mom.’ She didn’t like to talk about that time in her life, her prison time. He knew she struggled with it, even though... Continue Reading →
By R.J Byrd “Why didn’t you tell me?” asked Mark. “I didn’t see a point,” said Carrie. “How could you not?” “You never want to know about these things.” “Of course I do.” “What would it change?” she asked, turning her tear-filled eyes to him. “Everything,” he said, leaning closer to her, “I care about... Continue Reading →
By R.J. Byrd I am a tiny grain of sugar. My polished exterior does not belie my sweetness. I am a luscious, sugary speck. But you did not know this; you never saw me. I do not blame you; I was dull and uncaring of my appearance. You stepped on me. I was at the... Continue Reading →
By R. J. Byrd The young cheetah loped through the plains at twilight. She was hungry. She hadn’t caught anything in over a week. The temperature was dropping, bringing relief to the arid savannah. She surveyed the flat land hoping a stray gazelle might be wandering around. No such luck. She trekked over to the... Continue Reading →
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