Shadows on the Wall

Look! I’m BIG.

- The candle #magnifies you.

What’s that mean?

- You have a tiny candle and a small you. The wall’s far away so the shadow looks huge.

I love candles. It’s mommy’s last candle?

- Yeah, last one she made.

Will she come back dad?

- Don’t know son. #vss365

Romancing the writer

My #pseudonym and I are currently at cross purposes. I think the hot Russian model I chose to be her face put her on top of bestseller lists. I’m accused of plagiarism.

Then there are super fans who think we should get together because we sound so similar on the page. #vss365

The other side

Lying beneath a starlit sky. #Awe, oneness with the universe - I’ve experienced that. Not my place to comprehend why this happens.

One day, I want the veil to fall and see what’s on the other side. Or to discover there was no other side to begin with.

#vss365

Ask me no questions

You can read my stories on one condition. No #questions. No ‘Is this autobiographical? Who? Do I know them?’ Etcetera.

- Relax. Literally no one cares.

Unless I take you the point where you do.

- So you want me to? Care enough to ask?

I said no questions.

A Bad Bangin'

Gerry was in the mood for some NSA fun, so he posted on Craigslist personals.

The cops came a-bangin' on his doors, asking to inspect his home, or else.

Instead of '#craving a warm body tonight', he'd said 'carving a warm body tonight'. #vss365

Lint

‪You’re the only collector of #pocket lint I’ve known. You snipped out the pockets of every one of my pants the day you left.

I get it, girl. No pockets, no lint, no collectors. That lint jar still sits in my study. One woman’s trash, no one’s treasure. #vss 365‬

Sketch

‘Why does every #sketch look like her?’ she demanded.

I thought it prudent to keep my mouth shut. Really, how to explain that my hands never forgot the shape of my first love, my eternal muse? #vss365