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Head Above Water

Head Above Water

http://myheadabovewater.com

A creative writing blog. Excerpts from books and short stories.

Recent Posts

  • Eileen

    Posted on Saturday March 15th, 2008 at 00:35 in short story, adoption, flash fiction, eileen, reunited, birth mother

    She stared at the dank walls of the cottage in despair.  It was filthy and smelly but the biggest disappointment was the old woman sitting in the patched up armchair.  She had worked tirelessly to find this woman and for some reason, she thought sh...

  • The Assassin

    Posted on Wednesday March 12th, 2008 at 23:58 in short story, death, regret, flash fiction, assassin, the assassin, a moment

    I’ve been working on a novel but I felt that I shouldn’t be neglecting my regular practice.  Sometimes I don’t have the inspiration for short pieces though.  I may have to think about using writing prompts. The Assassin stepped li...

  • Depression

    Posted on Monday February 25th, 2008 at 10:25 in fighting depression, feelings of inadequacy

    On the cusp of new joy lies an elegant despair Sucking light out of life, leaving questions in its path. Fear and self doubt bed the voices of a dark master Who speaks to you pityingly in mocking tones. Disaster surely waits in life’s darkest ...

  • Self-Harmer

    Posted on Sunday February 24th, 2008 at 15:14 in self-harm, pain, memories, flash fiction, unfinished, self-harmer, lyrical prose

    This wasn’t supposed to be a poem, I don’t really know why I wrote it this way, it led itself really.  I don’t think its finished. She is the girl who draws you in with ease Until you get too close and realize That there is nothin...

  • Deathbed

    Posted on Sunday February 24th, 2008 at 11:36 in short story, relatives, inheritance, grandmother, flash fiction, will, grandchild, deathbed, death rattle

    My younger cousins dared me to do it.  As the eldest, I couldn’t pass up a dare.  So I crept unheeded into the bedroom where my grandmother lay on her deathbed.  Bravery disappeared as I saw her frail body laying there.  I had never really ...

  • The End

    Posted on Saturday February 23rd, 2008 at 08:13 in short story, death, murder, the end, flash fiction, end of world

    His eyes flickered open as pain coursed through his broken body.  Groaning, he could barely move.  More painful was the memory of what had happened.  His daughter’s scream as she was ripped from her mother’s arms.  The last glimpse of...

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