About Writing – By Autumn Rain

Gud Riting

Outside, Damon kicked something or other and threw a major fit, picking up a lawn gnome and hefting it over

Alice plopped down into a wooden lawn chair next to Kate and nibbled from her plate of food, grateful to

A short time later, Alice found herself glued to Hackett’s side as he maneuvered through their guests and introduced her

I feel like I’m writing the baby too much like a prop. I’m always mindful to make sure that she’s

Gertie arrived first, letting herself through the gate into the backyard with a white paper gift bag in hand. She

I got a million things to do. At the end of the day, I consider myself to be an author

Alice sulked in bed with a number of candy wrappers lying around her, darkly thinking back to how much she

It was a quarter to noon when Alice woke up, with burning eyes and a heavy head. She sniffled as

Dark and windy. The crickets are giving a steady chirp, punctuated by wind chimes and rustling leaves. The roar of

I decided to change the featured image for this story, just because it’s been going for a few months. Felt