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.
The Last Thing I Remember
The last thing I remember while in the operating room before my knee surgery was hopping onto the operating table. Being super out of it from the drugs, I could barely muster up the energy to slide myself over, thus my underwear slid down while I announced:
Out Of The Blue
Out of the blue when I was babysitting, I got a black eye. I guess I was just hit in the eye with the anticipation of a black eye that would eventually turn the perimeter of my eye the same deep blue as my actual eye.