Once she stopped shaking, Sam looked at her phone. Zero Hour being less than twenty minutes away now, her thoughts turned to the person responsible. Oh, Leah. You and your I-know-you'll-do-the-right-thing smile. Smile at this. Sam's boots, socks, pants, sweatshirt, T-shirt, bra, and underwear went into her bag, on the bench opposite the mirror. Seeing … Continue reading Flash Fiction — The Model
Having written a short story geared towards a middle grade (MG) audience about a teenage girl's family vacation at a nudist resort -- Her Melody -- I find myself wondering: Is what I have written "right"? What I mean is: Is my story moral? Given its subject matter, I never expected Her Melody to be considered … Continue reading Middle Grade Fiction & Morality
In less than two weeks, I will be modeling for the second time. My first figure modeling session, I sat on a couch, clothed. Looking back on it, uncomplicated would be the word I would use to describe the experience. I don't know what the artist will ask of me until the day of the … Continue reading Modeling Nude — What Will It Be Like?
When it comes to young adult fiction, is any topic off limits? I asked myself this question weeks ago, when I was editing my short story Her Melody. The story of a teenage girl's family vacation at a nudist resort. The feedback I got was greatly appreciated, and led to changes. And I'm planning on … Continue reading Nudity In YA Fiction
Around Eureka, people rose to leave. Her head bowed in prayer, Eureka ignored them. She heard the voices coming from the foyer begin to fade. She heard the priest close the foyer doors. She heard nothing from the priest as he returned to his changing room behind the altar. She saw the church’s lights shut … Continue reading Eureka — A Short Story
God, My best friend, Adalyn, is a Christian. She doesn't say it, but I know she wants me to be a Christian, too. I'm not ready to do that. But, to make her happy, I'm saying my first prayer to you. To be honest: I don't love you. I don't see how I can. You … Continue reading A Sister’s Prayer
The Bright Side -- June 23rd It’s no fun being woken up. Especially when it’s your little brother doing the waking. Especially when he’s crying “Melody!” He’d had an accident. So I gave Aaron a bath, put his covers in a bin for a cleaning lady to grab in the morning, and let him sleep in my … Continue reading Her Melody — A Short Story