Published inThe Garden of Emotion·3 days agoThe Garden of Scorn — Beyond ConfinesThe bad thing about her new circumstance was that she had to move constantly, so that the villagers who were out in the field harvesting thistles wouldn’t run into her. She could hear them now and then, and then she knew she had to find another spot. For this reason…Introspection4 min readIntrospection4 min read
Published inThe Garden of Emotion·Sep 16The Garden of Scorn — Everyone Deserves a Name“You know,” she told her new friend, “now that we have enjoyed each other’s company for a few days it would be fitting that I give you a name, how about…” Cimmy looked at the rat, who didn’t seem impressed by the solemnity of the moment, while she pondered on…Introspection3 min readIntrospection3 min read
Published inThe Garden of Emotion·Sep 7The Garden of Scorn — Rat“Rat!! Rat!! Disgusting vermin!” Screams and yells thundered from all around, while Cimmy’s new pet ran erratically for its life, not knowing where to hide from the sudden torment. The entire village was at the ready, wielding stones, sticks and brooms to annihilate the menace, which eventually managed to make…Fantasy7 min readFantasy7 min read
Published inThe Garden of Emotion·Sep 1The Garden of Scorn — Purple ThistlesThe next morning, Cimmy woke up in a bed. It was poorly put together from scratchy branches, and, truth be told, the ground had fewer lumps, but sleeping in a bed implied injury or illness of some kind, and she couldn’t remember getting sick. …Fiction9 min readFiction9 min read
Published inThe Garden of Emotion·Aug 25The Garden of Despair — The Flower FieldWhen she had time, Cimmy sat down with Rahima and they went over the events of the day, their joys and upsets and what the future might bring. “Why do you think we’re here, Cimmy?” Rahima asked. “What do you mean? We were born here.” “Yes, but why? Why here…Fantasy5 min readFantasy5 min read
Published inThe Garden of Emotion·Aug 17The Garden of Despair — GreedWith each passing day, Cimmy got stronger. Her face regained its youthful fullness and the color in her cheeks returned, a detail which didn’t escape Bertha’s keen eye. …Introspection3 min readIntrospection3 min read
Aug 14Excerpt from “Between Mirrors”What a strange gift, she thought. What a strange gift it was to be able to touch the heartbeat of existence with her hands. She grabbed a handful of soil, warm and fragrant in the afternoon sunshine. …Introspection6 min readIntrospection6 min read
Published inThe Garden of Emotion·Aug 11The Garden of Despair — SurvivalIt was still cold outside before dawn, but Cimmy knew that in a few brief hours, the barren patch she was digging with her hands was going to become hotter than an oven. …Fantasy Fiction8 min readFantasy Fiction8 min read
Published inThe Garden of Emotion·Aug 6The Garden of Despair — Bitter RootsThe first rays of sun snuck into her bedroom, diffracted into rainbows by the large panes of beveled glass. Somebody had left one of the large French doors, the ones that led into the garden, open, and the breeze that blew in brought with it the scent of the night…Fiction Writing8 min readFiction Writing8 min read
Published inThe Blue Rose Manuscript·Jul 28RoseRose Brecht had an enchanted childhood, rendered even more so because she’d been born blessed with a vivid imagination. Her mind made up worlds and stories, so complex and filled with detail that even the grown-ups had trouble telling them apart from reality some times. Though they got her in…Magical Realism4 min readMagical Realism4 min read
