Yellow Butterfly From the third-floor French doors I watch a pair of yellow butterflies chase each other around a summer breeze and think to myself, one of them could be…
He leaned forward and crossed his arms on the table, his eyes boring into her. “Let me get this straight. You’ve been living under my bed. For two days.”
She lifted a shoulder and let it drop. “Well, I wasn’t under the bed the whole time. Only when you were here.”
It’s Over Island A Short Story by Barbara Meyers Chapter One When Alex McCarthy opened his eyes he had no idea where he was. He lay for a moment allowing…
I never Tweet. Mostly because I don't understand Twitter. I haven't read my Dummies for Twitter book even though I've had it for a year. Besides, who has the time? …
The One - Chapter One Spending the summer pressed up against a ten really messed with my self-esteem. Try it sometime. Tens think they’re perfect, like they’re worth so much…
In Katy’s Place A Short Story Copyright 7/21/13 by Barbara Meyers “Katy?” Cassie Emerson whispered in disbelief. “Is that really you?” Katy Robbins laughed, the sound somewhere between a hearty…
Check out my guest blog (Am I Having Fun Yet?) on author Tina Donahue’s web site here: http://www.tinadonahue.com/blog/ My story, “Katy’s Place” appears in the Novelists, Inc. anthology entitled I…
Did I miss June? There must have been nothing newsworthy to report. My Guilt Trip took up the first week in June. You can read my four-part series about that…