The Summer Heir: Chapter Two

Read Chapter One Here Ixa would always remember the red string her grandmother tied around her wrist. The other end was tied around her grandmother’s wrist so that she wouldn’t wander off as she worked in the fields. Every morning without fail she would tie the simple knot before they left their one room house….

It Starts with a Murder: Writing Prompt

Recently I’ve explored the crazy world of Reddit Writing Prompts. I’ve loved it more than I thought and since I love a good crime novel, here is my salute to the inspiring practice. Feel free to send me continuations.      The residue of force lingered in room, swirling the patterns of fabric and dust into…

One Mind, Two Bodies ~ a really short short ~

“Salut, meuf,” I said to my best friend, Becks. She was eating her vegetable intake for the year. It was rare to find her eating a salad. “Salut? What the hell? Girl, it’s Spanish class next. You haven’t even taken French!” she laughed, chucking a hunk of peach at me. An almond that was tagging…

Coco Chanel’s Real Legacy

My friends knowing me as a feminist and a smart girl, are surprised when I say that one of my all time heroes is Gabrielle Coco Chanel. The one word “Chanel” pools images of gigantic dresses and avant garde designs. For many, the focus is now on Chanel as a status symbol. If you’re model…

The Tragedy of Cupid: An Intro

In the room that I visited often, the boy’s glassy eyes stared at the last trail of the sun. Its light playing in the vacant place his soul used to be. He almost looked alive, but soon the twilight  would give way to the night and his humanity would disappear with it. In his last…