teaching, traveling, taking pictures
This is Chapter 12 for my attempt at National Novel Writing Month. Enjoy. Zoee had dance rehearsal on Friday, so their first date would be on Saturday. Collin picked up his boys Friday night. They spent time with him. Then he took them back to their mother’s the next day. Every time he dropped his… Continue reading First Date
Here is Chapter 11 for my attempt at National Novel Writing Month. Enjoy. The next day Collin and Zoe exchanged text messages. They also friended each other on Facebook. Collin resisted the urge to Facebook stalk her too deeply. He looked through some of her recent pictures and then stopped when he encountered pictures of… Continue reading Zoe with Two E’s
This is Chapter 10 for my attempt at National Novel Writing Month. 10,000 more words, and then I will have reached the goal of the competition! It was the first week of the spring semester at Wanetta State University, and there was an energy about the town despite it being January, hovering around near zero… Continue reading Karaoke Night
Yallah.Like a couple bandits, we hop over barricades, slip between the bumpers of stopped cars, and cut through construction sites to reach the Doha fairground. Two illuminated prongs tower in the distance. I trod towards them. Your placid eyes follow me—easygoing and open to adventure, curious about the promises that I offer. Suddenly, between the… Continue reading Springtime Amusement Park—Doha, Qatar
Like a couple bandits, we hop over barricades, slip between the bumpers of stopped cars, and cut through construction sites to reach the fairground. Two illuminated prongs tower in the distance. I trod towards them. Your placid eyes follow me—easygoing and open to adventure, curious about the promises that I offer. Suddenly, between the tines,… Continue reading Penchants at an Amusement Park
The thatched-roof resort cabana that serves alcohol and shisha resides on the right side of the beach, near the cove wall, away from the family area. Excuse me, I would like to order one shisha. I’m sorry, sir, shisha not available until 6 o’clock, replies the Filipina bartender. That’s ok. I wait. Nothing to do but lounge outside the cabana.… Continue reading Smoking Shisha from the Shore of a Muscat Beach Resort
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