His father slowly pushed the door closed behind him, never breaking the incredulous stare that fixated on Quin. He crept forward, but his steps didn’t seem to close any distance. He raised a hand slowly and delicately touched his lower lip. He exhaled, likely for the first time since he’d entered the room. “Is it… … Continue reading The Prism: Chapter 16
Quin sat in silence, absorbing what he had just read. His mother had warned Timothy’s brother not to enter the final phase of The Prism, but why? Who was he to Quin’s mother? “Any idea what this may mean?” Timothy asked delicately. Quin broke out of his daze and looked over at Timothy. “I don’t … Continue reading The Prism: Chapter 15
What does Thanksgiving mean to you? Is it just a day to get a lot of free food? An excuse to fly home and see your family? Or is it a day to come together and celebrate everything that you are thankful for? Is it all of the above? For me, Thanksgiving is a great … Continue reading What does Thanksgiving mean to you?
Hello Everyone and Happy Halloween! This is by far my favorite holiday of the year. It's a time to let go and live your best life. You can dress up in a costume, wear crazy makeup, and act weird without a care in the world. I started celebrating this Halloween this past weekend, and I must … Continue reading Happy Halloween!
Quin woke up on a hard surface. He couldn’t move his body. All he could manage to do was look around him. There were multiple doctors standing over him in full scrubs. Two of them wore headpieces with microscopic goggles on. The light that bounced off the goggles made them look bright white. One of … Continue reading The Prism: Chapter 14
This past weekend was Orlando Pride. For those of you who don’t know, it’s an all-day event celebrating gay pride. Typically, big events with a lot of people and being outside all day is not my thing, but I had a spectacular time. The main reason I decided to go was because of one of … Continue reading Orlando Pride
The group creeped down the stairs one flight at a time. It was suspiciously quiet. They reached floor 11 without hearing anything from the floors along the way. Clyde and Kevin stopped just before the door leading onto the eleventh floor. “I think we should check this one out,” said Clyde. Kevin nodded in agreement. … Continue reading The Prism: Chapter 13