I swear that I didn’t intend to write on a similar theme as my last post: The Birth of Dandelions, written by Kazakhstani writer Anel Fuller. But when you sit down to write and a story pops out, that’s what you get. The Greens Shall Inherit the Earth We were assigned four plots, so we…
Author: David Stewart
The Birth of Dandelions
The Birth of Dandelions There once lived a very beautiful sun. She knew she was gorgeous; she was very proud of her looks. She knew some people worshiped her; she knew all of them were very happy when the morning came. She knew she was an inspiration, a goddess. Therefore, before showing herself up in…
Dinner at Maison Centrale
Dinner at Maison Centrale “Do you think it’s safe?” Chantelle asked. She rapped the clear table. Tabitha sipped her wine. “Undoubtedly.” She smiled at the prisoners gazing up through the table from the floor below. “I feel bad for them.” “This is your civic duty, darling. Let them continuously see and smell wonderful food just…
Love Yourself
Love Yourself I have finished my dance club and finally got my diploma. It’s hard to accept because I’ve had a lot of experience both physically and mentally. At the age of 11, I was overweight, so I heard a lot of words about my weight from classmates. After that, I had an inferiority complex,…
Muse on Monday – July 18, 2022
I don’t know about you, but this summer seems to be going fast. It seemed like it was just May and now it will be August in a few weeks. They say time flies when you’re having fun, but there are many reasons why time might seem to go slower or faster. Sometimes a year…
Letter Hats
Letter Hats Culture is unusual. People in other countries might look the same, but they do things you wouldn’t expect. Like a stop sign I saw with ARRET on it, but with a little hat on the “e”. I asked Camden, the neighborhood Google. “History,” he said. “They started dropping the “s” from words and…
Tremors from Eden
This story is based on the writing prompt from Muse on Monday – June 27. Tremors from Eden I still remember the first time I leaned against the wall and heard music. It was not complete: just like the trash I scavenged which was stripped of nutrients and value, the melody was undetectable and only…
Muse on Monday – July 4, 2022
It’s a new month and a new chance to do things differently. It’s a good idea to look at things in a different way, if only to see how you could improve things. This is a valuable skill for writers. If we only look at life from one perspective, we are missing so many other…
Muse on Monday – June 27, 2022
A lot of stories are about journeys since all stories are a journey of one kind of another, either moving from one place to another or growing or changing as a person. When we think of travel stories, they are usually big journeys over a lot of space. However, journeys of very short distances can…
A Universe of Five
A Universe of Five She counted to five, because there were only five things in the tiny cave that was her universe. The Bed, where she slept. The Hatch, where her food and water appeared while she slept. The Hole in the floor where the smelly stuff went that came out of her body. The…