Instagram Short Stories: A Winter Sky
There is something about a winter sky. The incredible beauty. The pause. The anticipation. All things seem possible. Instagram short stories, follow along here or on Instagram: #annieshortstories Advertisements
Instagram Short Stories: A Little Magic
Magical things happen to me. And often friends are around to witness it. Take my latest trip to the mountains for a Holiday Festival. Small town. Lots of people. No parking. None. We drove around twice, when I stopped for Saint Nicholas to cross the street – no really, Saint Nicholas, complete with vestments, miter…
Reviews and Prizes
Underway – expected June 2019 TJ arrives in Boston and is quickly involved in a missing persons/art theft mystery A writer friend of mine shared some good information today and I wanted to share it here: … if you read something and enjoy it, you give the author a big gift by reviewing the book…
Instagram Short Stories: That Kiss
It could never work We are from two very different worlds Your family would never approve And you would never fit through my door. But, oh, what a kiss. @annieshortstories
Instagram Short Stories: Halloween
Spookiest Halloween. I was in 6th or 7th grade, and my choir did an exchange with a choir in Lexington, MA. Choir families put us up in their homes. After the big Halloween party, my housemate/choir friend and I walked back to her house with a few other kids. It was pitch black out. The…
Instagram Short Stories: Recycled Beauty
Follow on Instagram Beauty. I was walking through my day, marking my time in all the usual ways. Then in one moment, I looked over, and everything changed. The ordinary became the extraordinary, the drab flashed and refuse became art. Inevitably, it was fleeting. As a good steward of the planet, I recycled it. #annieshortstories
Instagram Short Stories: A Little Coffee
Follow on Instagram At the end of a crappy day, I needed a warm lift. I set my little espresso machine to go and went to shed my work clothes for my comfy on-the-couch-clothes. When I returned, there was no doubt who understood me, who knew what I needed to brighten my dreary day. Not…
