My Storytelling Mind

That a fantasy series could capture the reality of magic so accurately nearly frightened her, but she also found it strangely funny. She wouldn't be a bit surprised if the author was magically inclined too. Find this blurb on Pinterest ! Photo: missing source

She was in the middle of the road; he was absolutely sure he saw her before he slammed on his brakes. Despite his passengers' complaints and questions, he insisted he saw her. He even got out of the car, squinting into the darkness in a vain effort to find the girl in the ragged white dress. Find this blurb on Pinterest ! Photo: missing source

"Don't you realize how special you are?" Star Children Find this blurb on Pinterest ! Photo: missing source.

"Is twelve really necessary?" he remembered the guard asking him as they shut her cell.  "You clearly don't know her if you're asking that," he had responded.  But even he had clearly underestimated her. He gazed around the now empty cell, the window bars bent and a neat pile of twelve open handcuffs sitting on the vacant bed.  Find this blurb on Pinterest !

Juliet wavered slightly on the edge of the shelf as she reached up to one of the high shelves for some of the larger, more interesting volumes. These were the books worth reading, she knew; that was the only reason he would put them so far. She reached further, shuffling her feet over on the slippery, polished wood. Her fingers grazed a particularly extravagant volume, she stepped forward. In the next instant, she slid from the shelf with a crash, a scream, and several heavy volumes.  Find this blurb on Pinterest !

She could see the sun rising, just barely through the thin spaces before her. She squeezed through, ignoring the scrapes, until the spaces become too small and she was forced to watch the sun rise over the waves that she could see only with squinted eyes. It was the first time in the entire misadventure that she really felt her hope begin to fade. Find this blurb on Pinterest !

A little thing they don't tell you about wisps: they don't look the same for everyone. Find this blurb on Pinterest !

An accident, they said, the wrong place at the wrong time. But why was he there? In the middle of the storm, no shoes, no coat, no identification... It seemed too surreal, too abnormal... How could this be an accident? Find this blurb on Pinterest !

"The shine, the refractions, the multi-faceted beauty of such a perfectly cut gem. Diamonds, my good sir, are what each woman longs to have - if only to compare them to another woman's." Find this blurb on Pinterest !

You may not believe what I am about to tell you, or how despicable my actions were, but I hope you do believe the remorse in my soul. Now that I am soon to see that light at the end of the tunnel, my conscience tells me it is time.  It is time.  Time for the truth. Find this blurb on Pinterest !

Lost things sometimes have a way of being found; on the other hand, many times, our lost things stay lost until we need them again. And, sometimes, we lose ourselves, caught up in the hustle and bustle of everyday life, the noise of other voices drowning out our own. Find this blurb on Pinterest !

She adjusted the mirror on the tree trunk almost as soon as she had appeared. From his spot behind another tree, he could see her adjusting something on the bark behind the mirror. As she set the mirror back again, it swung just enough to the left to catch his fascinated face in the reflection. Her eyes widened but she smiled, and he found himself weak in the knees before he could find the courage to step out from behind the tree. Find this blurb on Pinterest !

The child gazed with wonder at the large dragonfly on his finger and, later, would have sworn that it smiled, quite warmly, at him. Find this blurb on Pinterest !

"Warning... Warning... Warning..."  The boy tugged on his mother's skirt, using his other hand to cover one of his ears. "Mommy, what's my label going to say?" he asked. His mother shrugged, uncomfortable herself with the high volume of the label system.  As they neared the main door, she knelt down and fixed his shirt. "You be brave for Mommy, darling. It’s going to be very loud, but I promise it won’t hurt. Just stay extra still, alright? Can you do that for Mommy?" she said. The boy nodded. She stood again, adjusting her blouse; they were now second in line.  "What's your label say, Mommy?" he asked. She sighed and glanced at her label for the twentieth time that morning.  "My label warns people about my poor balance.”  He nodded, watching the boy in front of him part from his father and step onto the conveyor belt. “How does the machine know what to put on your label?” the boy asked.  “Well, it – I don’t know, darlin...

He simply stood upon the tallest rock he could find, his eyes straining into the water as bits and pieces of debris appeared. A water bottle here, a cap there, a life-jacket with no owner but the all too familiar blue logo. Find this blurb on Pinterest !

The rose petals that had been placed strategically between the layers of her dress blew away as she twirled. When the final petal hit the floor, the world fell silent, and the spell was set. Find this blurb on Pinterest !

It seemed that no matter how many times he crossed the bridge and continued through the catacombs, he would come out again on the other side of the bridge, left only with the option of crossing it once again. Find this blurb on Pinterest !

He approached her slowly from behind, watching her gazing out among the trees, sitting on that godforsaken, moss-covered rock, the same one she always sat on when he found her on her early morning walks. She hadn't even the decency to put on a robe over her nightgown. Find this blurb on Pinterest !

She stood on the balcony, the one dedicated to the Golden Goddess, and tried to keep from crying. Her wedding day was supposed to be happy but, despite her adornment of roses and beautiful decorations, all she could think of was Lord Dunmore's words she overheard in her father's study. The only silver lining she could see was that they considered her worth so much money.  Find this blurb on Pinterest !

The tree shrunk down beneath the canopy, its bark peeling away to reveal a young woman, the tree's flowers grouped in her long hair. She smiled but, after a short gaze around, that smile trembled on her lips.  Find this blurb on Pinterest !