Tone and Inspiration
“Dad, why didn’t we help her?” Elisa asked. Her father, Michael kept his eyes on the road, only averting his eyes to check his speedometer. He was focused on keeping his car rolling at a solid forty miles an hour until he hit exit 12. “Dad?” After exit...
September 22, 2017
Building a Narrative
Calla Murphy spotted a long stick lying on the forest floor. It would’ve been perfect for playing Hogwarts with her brother as a child. She twirled it, mimicking the movements she’d picked up from the movies. Her hand spasmed involuntarily, throwing the makeshift wand into...
May 17, 2017