Short Stories
In 2020, some friends and I started a virtual group for all types of creatives to connect and collaborate. It morphed into a creative writing group that has lasted 3 years, where we take an hour each week to create a fictional piece of work off of a few word prompts. Here are some of those creations.
Fishing Dock
When I think of a fishing dock I think of a time when I was maybe six or seven and my dad took my brother and I down to a dock with our little fishing poles to go ‘fishing’.
The Ocean Is Blue
The sky is pink and the ocean is as blue as my eyes. They are bluer after I cry.