Revised ‘Finicky Eater’

When I originally put Finicky Eater on this site, the story was still in its infancy. As in a couple of months removed from being written and of first draft quality. It has since moved into a toddling second draft with another go round of editing awaiting it before advancing to a fast walk then run. I’ve decided to let the original work stand for those curious to see the writing process. However below is the new and improved first paragraph… Little things tended to add up. Not that Kasha considered this as she grabbed her jacket and headed into the living room. Anticipation quivered in heightened senses becoming a fevered beat pulsing in her head; the soundtrack, devoid of music, was more than a precursor Continue Reading →

Snipped from novel Stained

These children can’t understand how time will change things, how relationships and children will change things. Some wounds are to the core and while cleaned, bandaged, and sutured, shrapnel is left behind. There are those lucky enough to have these shards arise to exit on their own, but for most of us, our luck does not extend so far. I believed I had dealt with my demons, placed them to bed and eradicated them back to the nether regions of hell that spawned them. Yet if I am to be honest with myself I pushed the shrapnel back in, deemed it too dangerous to remove – a thing to be lived with far beneath the surface. Now God laughs at me. A marksman found my Continue Reading →

Stained – a novel

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Had I of known each woman would forever leave her mark, change me with her sorrows and joys I might have passed. After all I have been a therapist for twenty years. Little could be said that I had not already heard in some form or another. And yet, with them each revelation touched my heart as though for the first time. Of course I am getting ahead of myself. I sometimes do.

– Idona (A Character)*

 *Snippet from Stained by Teresa Little

Dancing the Flame

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Dancing the FlameI suppose he is that all consuming passionate affair where dancing too close to the sun is the folly of the heart. Everyone should at least have one of those. He was not my great love. True love demands nothing, is worn so comfortably one only misses it when it is gone. Nor can I simply call this lust for there is more here than flesh and bone. This desire stokes the flames, searing the edges and burning memories into your brain. Such passion can lead one astray. Perhaps that is its magic as you dance a misstep, creating a new rhythm and spin off into the unknown.

All I know is without him my life would not have been the same and with him I glimpsed what could be.

                                                                  – Rye (A Character)


*Snippet from unfinished novel in Nomad Series by Teresa Little

A Slave For You

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When she looked at me, fire ran through my veins, hot, slicing the visceral parts of me. Humbling with those hungry eyes and that wanton mouth, how easily I forget the child staring back at me from behind the mask of green. I want to take her, claim her, make her bend and cede to my will. Yet she has me chained, in mind, then body, bound to her, for her, and only her.

– Thandre Price  (A Character)*

 

*Snippet from unfinished novel in Nomad Series by Teresa Little