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Acceptance...How Long Does it Last?

Tuesday Tales, I'll Take a Cup of That

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to the simple sounding word- cup.    Fro m Heart Nectar , a new WIP for a new series please see my interpretation. ā€œHey, beautiful, what time should I pick you up tonight?ā€ Overthinking the question, every syllable took on some kind of hidden meaning. Key words pinged off a word meter in her brain. Hey, generally meant casual, but, why should he be casual, heā€™d seen her areola up close and personal. Did he really mean beautiful, as in the most glorious sight heā€™d ever seen. Donā€™t even get started on the should I pick you up tonight, was this some kind of menial hook-up, some weird means to an end? ā€œI donā€™t know, whatever time works for you.ā€ ā€œI didnā€™t know how long it takes for you to get ready between work and home. You might want more time than Iā€™m willing to wait.ā€ ā€œIā€™d take my wine in a coffee cup, Iā€™m not some kind of snob. It doesnā€™t take me hours to get ready for some simple night out.ā€ Why the hel...

Neuromyelitis Optica or Devic's Disease

Tuesday Tales, More than a Flavor

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to the ominous sounding word- flavor.    Fro m Heart Nectar , a new WIP for a new series please see my interpretation. ā€œYouā€™re falling in love. You canā€™t hide it.ā€ Instantly, the barricade fortified Mindieā€™s hesitance. Matters of the heart didnā€™t fare easily into her admissions. Vulnerability squeezed her vocal cords, almost shutting off her words. ā€œI donā€™t know.ā€ ā€œWell, I do, Iā€™ve seen love a million different ways. Youā€™re not an exception. This glow doesnā€™t come from anything else.ā€ ā€œYou can see it?ā€ Dear Lord, she didnā€™t want to be just another sap. ā€œWhatā€™s wrong with making it known? Shit, be truthful with yourself. Youā€™re trying to hide from me, your self-proclaimed best friend whoā€™s like family. Your act doesnā€™t work. Stop insulting my emotional intelligence. Youā€™re really an idiot denying whatā€™s going on inside your own soul.ā€ ā€œItā€™s tough letting go.ā€ ā€œYouā€™re damn right itā€™s t...