Two-sentence horror story:

This painting was almost finished, but I needed some more of that definitive, vibrant crimson that made my art so sought-after. Scraping with my palette knife, I reopened the wound across the boy's throat--ah, there it is, the rich claret hue of a life as it's cut short.


Middle Grade historical in Hunger Mountain

First paragraph:
The fat body of a hornworm hit my pail and Elsie dashed to catch up. I don't know why she was rushing, it's not like there weren't plenty to go around. Each plant was alive with hungry mouths tearing at the leaves; the ground was littered with the dark pellets that come out the other end.


Ebb Tide (flash fiction)
3rd Place in the WOW! Women on Writing Spring 2010 Flash Fiction Contest.


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A short story posted in four parts (Warning, some sexual language):
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four


Picture Book: Poetry/Nature (Finished, 134 words)

All winter long, an egg case is zipped tight against the winter rains. One sunny day, the zipper unzips and tiny mantises spill out, ready to make their way into the garden.