Topic: Bats in the Belfry

My power lies where? Anywhere I put it, right? I can give it to a man, a woman, to a job, to a god, to you...my power is mine to give and sometimes mine to take back. I lost my power once, to someone who took it when my eyes were closed, when I was dreaming of what could be, not what was. I didn't realize it was ( Read more... )

        This is a three way intersection. My topic is "The Dark Side" and my partners and I chose this image as the intersection point. My partners this week are  serpentpixie  and yachiru . No need to read them in any specific order this time, but please do. They are excellent writers and you'll have fun reading them.

Pass the Ammunition
No Man is a Hero to his Valet ( Read more... )

This week is another Intersection with the same topics as last week, "Playing the Odds" and an Open Topic. My partner this week is the extraordinarily talented basric  Check her piece out first, mine is part two.

Angels and Demons, we're not so different, you know? We both have a job to do, a place on Earth with certain tasks. Mine was on the ( Read more... )

Topic (Intersection) Playing the Odds and an open topic. My partner i_17bingo took Playing the Odds. <---Read the fun part one first. :)

David followed her scent as they both crept through the sleeping city. The night was quiet, cold and glistened with recent rain. A strong wind whipped through the streets, whistling past ( Read more... )

Whisper...

“Shhh...”

He stood next to me, brushing my bangs to the side of my face. I looked up at him, smiling through my half lidded eyes. I love you, I mouthed, keeping quiet. He leaned down and kissed me, kissed me hard, running his fingers through my hair and gripping tightly. I moaned beneath his lips and he ( Read more... )

Mirage ( Read more... )

Week 18-Jetsam ( Read more... )

Open Topic.....39 Weeks ( Read more... )

Open Topic...In honor of Yum Yum, my loving friend,may he rest in peace ( Read more... )

Inside Baseball...

I hit my first baseball when I was five years old. I remember it was on a stick thingy and I was told to swing at it and I did. The ball flew and I ran around the bases for a homerun. I hit home run after home run when I played Tee-Ball. My Dad was so proud.

We moved. We always moved. Dad was in the ( Read more... )