Frozen Time_The Lone Skier_Diaries of the Villas of Nassau Bay_Life, Death, or Something In-Between
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Frozen Time
Writing now seemed annoyingly impossible. He clutched his pen for hours on end into the night, yet no words had come. The blank paged mocked him with the emptiness that seemed to only exemplify his failure. In a fit of rage, he crumbled the barren page and tossed it over his shoulder, and one after another a small pile amassed in the corner. Carter Reynolds often found himself in this state. Since a child it had been his dream to be an acclaimed writer; one who would be celebrated and the cause of effective change in thousands (maybe even tens of thousands) of people’s lives. Insecurity, unfor...
The Lone Skier
The lone skier paused for a moment and only a moment, at the crest of the mountain as the snow began to fall. The mountain was nestled at the foothills of a larger mountain chain, about an hour from the city. The skier breathed in the crisp mountain air, relishing his surroundings, so happy to escape the bustle of the big city. This would be his final run of the day. The lifts carried few people up the mountain this time of night, and he hadn't seen anybody on the slopes in the past hour. He peered to the left, longingly glancing at the black diamond run and wishing he was skilled enough to ta...
Diaries of the Villas of Nassau Bay
September 26, 2021 This is my worst nightmare. Two months ago, I had what I thought to be the happiest day of my short 19 years. I signed the lease on my very first apartment. The Villas of Nassau Bay. This was the cutest community I had ever seen. Turquoise buildings surrounded a gorgeously landscaped pool right in the center of the small thirty-unit property. An old French lady named Helene is the manager and the only employee on the property other than Miguel, the maintenance man. Not only does she manage, but she also lives here too. She looked at my application, looked at me, and in her ...
Life, Death, or Something In-Between
Eileen Joyce Donovan www.onedoor.cc Word Count: 2,300 words 75 West End Ave Apt P11C New York, NY 10023 edonovan7650@gmail.com 336 528-3648 www.ejdonovan.comLIFE, DEATH, OR SOMETHING IN BETWEEN? Eileen Joyce DonovanAs the plane pulled away from the airport terminal, I buckled my seatbelt and stared out the window. I wasn’t really seeing anything out there. Instead, I was thinking about the morning funeral I had just attended.I still couldn’t believe Millie was dead. She was one of my closest friends, ever. After so many years l...