The air’s saturated. Heavy. Hot. Humid. Impossible to feel warmth from the evening sun on unavoidably damp skin. A tangerine hue blends...

It’s happened. I’ve opened an Etsy shop! Career Services professional by day, artist by night (and lunch breaks). I’ll be selling prints...

Snapshots. That’s how he got up here. The green duffle bag had been under his bed. Already packed, though not well. How was he supposed...

For the moment, she’s the force behind the calm. Encouragement and serenity pressed in-between the lines of each report. And it’s...

I’m not even sure what to say. I did love him – for whatever reason. I still feel him in my chest when I think of losing him and the...

Jane heard a set footsteps scuff past. Goosebumps came from a shiver up her spine. Her body pulsed around her, the hard surface pushing...

The is the last piece of assessment I will share. It is the first act of a play about insanity. Enjoy, xx, Kristin . . . . . . . . . . ....

My next piece of assessment is a short story. There is no original on this blog. Enjoy! xx, Kristin . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ....

I’ve decided to begin posting the work that I’d submitted for this term’s final assessment. My grades have been received and I am quite...

Gentle waves that rode along the surface of the dark river swirled with haste. The rain from the last week had caused it to swell in its...

A rare breeze caught the hanging cloths as they dangled from wooden poles of a makeshift tent. Tied together and knotted to the warn...

It began in the basement. Why does it always begin in a basement? We were huddling, scared of the storm that was destroying everything we...

This is an excerpt from The Animal. I had posted the first few pages from this piece before which you can see by clicking this link – The...

The lights that had been hung in the trees, and dangled across the open night sky, were disguised by flickering stars. If you took the...

Note: This is my Original Christmas Story that was published in both The Freeman’s Journal and Hometown Oneonta in the December 24th,...

“Next,” she pushed the cardboard coffee cup down the line and leaned back as Sam nearly fell on the counter. “Hi,” he said, falling on...

The storm was swiftly approaching. Lighting illuminated the clouds and filled the air with its charge. He hid in the grass. The hair on...

Harter ducked. A heavy blow came from his left side, but the current issue was the beast in front of him. It jabbed its massive horn...