Rosalie sat sideways in her chair, shaking from the laughter she was swallowing. I imagined myself drawing a gun from desk, taking aim, and killing her without so much as a quiver.
Rosalie sat sideways in her chair, shaking from the laughter she was swallowing. I imagined myself drawing a gun from desk, taking aim, and killing her without so much as a quiver.
She preferred to get high on life.
She's got a certain feisty charm for a racist. Not to mention all those great dead-animal stories.
A purple African violet so lush and fleshy it looked edible... his fingers as cool and smooth as beach stones.
That time we separated was my idea. I thought, well, I'm fifty years old and there might be someone else out there. People waste their happiness - that's what makes me sad. Everyone's so scared to be happy.
All the dead bolts, pulled shades and hidden knives in the world couldn't protect you from the truth.
This was what could happen to you: you could end up this far from where you thought you were going.
But I think this: that whatever prices I've paid, whatever sorrows I shoulder, well, I have blessings, too. Not just my family now, but the others-the ones who have died...They're with me still. They're here...
Visualize your solutions. Picture an answer to the problem. Then make the picture real.
Eventually, I reached the other side of the chasm and understood the differences between the two men. I no longer hated Daddy: he had been a shitty father and a shitty husband - a man who's made two bad choices based on lust and coveting and then been too weak either to live with them or undo them. But he had not been a rapist.
Well, get used to it, the whole world is nuts.
Getting a job scared her but she was determined not to shy away from risk. That's what life's all about. Climbing out onto the airplane wing and jumping off.
You're just catching me during one of my fallow periods, that's all. One of my compost years. I'm expecting a creative leap pretty soon now.
He was right. And he was an insensitive shit.
He's splitting me open, I thought. He'll break me and then I'll die.
I usually learn more from the situations I hate than the ones I love.
If you risked love, it took you wherever you wanted to go. If you repressed it, you ended up unhappy.
If you want your prayers answered, get up off your knees and do something about them.
Life's a shit sandwich, my ass. Life's a polka and don't you forget it!
Love is like breathing, you take it in and let it out.
My memory of that day is like television itself, sharp and clear but unreliable.
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