It’s been a while since I’ve posted another part of my story, The Rose Garden, so here is the next part. I have been working on the edits, and now I’m on to a brand new story that utilizes the same cafe and bakeshop. If you’ve been reading along but…
Category: Tales From and Active Imagination
Tales From an Active Imagination: Part 8
I’ve been continuing my work on The Rose Garden this month. My goal is to finish writing the story by the end of the month, the “first” draft, anyway, and then go from there (edits, revamps, you know the drill). Rose and Nicole’s story will finally come to an end,…
Tales From an Active Imagination: Part 7
Seven o’clock in the morning and the sun is already making its way into my bedroom, leaving the dark of night a distant memory. Normally, this wouldn’t bother me.
Tales From an Active Imagination: Part 6
The next installment of The Rose Garden is here! As always, if you’re new to this story, you can start here. If you just need a refresher from last time, you can find Part 5 here I open the door to my apartment, and immediately, the fresh floral scent that…
Tales From an Active Imagination: Part 5
The next installment of The Rose Garden is here! As always, if you’re new to this story, you can start here. If you just need a refresher from last time, you can find Part 4 here “Thanks for picking me up, Jess.” I open the car door and slowly lower…
Tales From an Active Imagination: Part 4
Chapter 4 of The Rose Garden is now up! If you are new to the story, you can start at the beginning. If you just need a refresher from last time, you can re-read chapter 3. “You must hate me,” I somehow manage to squeak out. I can’t bring myself…
Tales From an Active Imagination: Part 3
Chapter 3 of The Rose Garden is here! If you are new to this story or need a refresher, you can read the beginning, or chapter 2, before moving on to the post below. “Y-you’re the other driver?” I can’t believe what I’m hearing. I thought something awful had happened…
Tales From an Active Imagination: Part 2
I’m in the rose garden again. How did I get back here? It’s still so beautiful, still smells so sweet. But there’s another smell I hadn’t noticed before. Are there Crown Imperials somewhere around here? The odor of sulfur starts to overtake the sweet smell of the rose. It’s almost more…
Tales From an Active Imagination
Everything is a blur. The only thing in focus is the other car; the car I hit. No, the car I smashed into. Stupid. I’m so stupid. What was I thinking?