20min Drabble Challenge: “Pseudonym”

Shoutout to @violet_novella on twitter for the word prompt! The 20 minutes is from the moment I jot down the first word till I write the last. I’ll sit and consider the theme and the visual imagery for some minutes beforehand, oftentimes googling images of the word.


He sits before me by the wooden table we bought at a garage sale in Black Duck. “It’s—it’s like a pseudonym! Like your books!”
I taps my fingers on the wood, scoffing because I’m so very beyond feeling anything but disgust, although perhaps I should. Perhaps I should be sad. Another day, maybe. “A pseudonym? Are you kidding me?”
“A pseudonym. It’s like I’m two persons. Nothing I do with her matters when I’m with you.”
“Cheating is not the same as writing a bestseller under a fake name.”
He hesitates. “I didn’t say bestseller.”
I sigh. “Get out.”

20min Drabble Challenge: “Terminate”

Shoutout to @redclaw38812660 on twitter for the word prompt! The 20 minutes is from the moment I jot down the first word till I write the last. I’ll sit and consider the theme and the visual imagery for some minutes beforehand, oftentimes googling images of the word.


When they finally spoke about it, he had wanted to divorce her for eight years. She had wanted to divorce him for about three, maybe more. Things had gotten in the way. Their teenage children were knee-deep in their own troubles, and his senile mother got cancer and died shortly after. They adopted a third child, but it was a poor attempt at a bandaid that didn’t heal the wound it so faithfully protected. There was no good time to talk about it, so they waited.
I waited, too, thinking there was something for me to do.
I’m still thinking.

LivelyLightbulbs #3

“Don’t rely on the bulb to light up on its own; power it yourself!”

Time for another adventure into what gets my fingers flying across my keyboard – for those who care, anyway, not that I delude myself into thinking that this is a whole lot.

Photography, as always, remains an inspiration… butbutbutbut, travelling mixed with photography truly oil up the gears and gets them going!

Residing in Denmark, but having an American fiancee, I oftentimes travel to the US. Northern Minnesota, more specifically. This time, however, I also swung by New York City to breathe in the grease and blazing Subway heat. You’ll find little concrete and asphalt pictures here, however, because the deep woods and lakes are my truest friend when it comes to renewing my creativity. As a matter of fact, most of my serious writings, my novels, incorporate some element of nature. One of my past protagonists was a human vessel of Artemis the Olympic God, able to create and manipulate nature. My current protagonist is situated in an alternate Hokkaido ruled by feudal-style monsters living in the wilderness. But, back on track; I found nature in NYC, across the High Line Park, an old railway across western midtown that has been renovated into a park raised above streets and stores, but otherwise most of the photos are from Bemidji and Itasca State Park – my home away from home…

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