She could only think about her walk through the vineyard before work. She wanted to see the grapes […]
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1st day of 100. 3PAGES of FICTION. In kitchen’s nook, need another glass, one bastardly full of Chardonnay. […]
Coffee. It was time. He couldn’t rise. This stone spell that gripped him, keeping him there, on the […]
It was slow. But not for long. They were out there. The sippers. He hurried through his coffee. […]
The foils were meant to prevent spills. But he loved the small puddles on the counter. They held […]
3/16/14. 5:37AM. Everything about me’s asleep, but I can’t sleep. Crumby feeling as a writer. But I’m up. […]
She hated Chardonnay. But she sipped anyway, the bottle staff was “gifted” for their performance today. They beat […]
His coffee was there. Ready. Now his day could move. Hours ahead: wine. (3/15/14)
He looked at his wine, in the new wine glass, one of four he purchased just more than […]
He had a moment. To just collect himself. In the car. In the park. This is what he […]