Vivian Richards held her favorite coffee mug between her palms embracing its warmth. The mug, handmade and painted with what she called a mix of goldenrod and mustard, was her favorite possession. She had found the mug sitting unloved, alone and unpopular on the shelf behind the barista taking her order at her favorite localContinue reading “Friday’s First: First Paragraph, Fourth Chapter”
Category Archives: Firsts
FRIDAY FIRSTS: First Paragraph of the Third Chapter
Fun Fact: The pastor is actually based on a priest I met briefly a few years ago
FRIDAY FIRST: The first paragraph of the second chapter
Mabel Stanton stood alone in front of the yellow, bungalow-style house she grew up in. It sat just around the corner from Main Street. She loved this house, so she was not about to let the town take it when they rezoned. Despite the very generous amount of money they had offered her, she wouldContinue reading “FRIDAY FIRST: The first paragraph of the second chapter”
Friday Firsts: First Paragraph of IVA
Iva rose and dressed quickly. She drew back the heavy, paisley patterned curtains to let the morning light in. The sun, risen from its own slumber, won the battle and shone brightly through her eastern facing window. Iva smiled at the yellow circle, curtsied at its sight, bidding it good morning. Walking through the dustContinue reading “Friday Firsts: First Paragraph of IVA”
CHERRY BLOSSOMS (A Friday First)
Spring blooms quietly, nearly unnoticed – until floral hues announce their presence. Romance blossoms below the vanilla pink petals, embracing itself in the faint scent of resurrection. I am going to go back to trying “Friday Firsts” where I will put the first paragraph, stanza, line, or even chapter of what I am working onContinue reading “CHERRY BLOSSOMS (A Friday First)”
FRIDAY FIRST’S: First Paragraph of “The Bicycle Basket”
Visiting the charming, quaint tea house in her small town was Claire’s favorite Saturday morning routine. She rode her cruiser bicycle, the basket filled with fresh flowers she picked along the way, slightly uphill to the shortbread-colored house with the sage trim on the corner of 1st and Main.
Raelyn Pracht 