Workshop exercises, August 2015

August 10, 2015

One thinks of vacation as a time to rejuvenate spirit and self, to help them align once again. Yet…yet…I had come home, but my heart had not.

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August 17, 2015

She looked at Derrick on the far side of the room behind a table. He’d powered up one of the more powerful microscopes, and a stack of slides sat nearby. The tentative smile on his face did nothing to ease the tension in Carla’s chest.

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August 24, 2015

Something flipped over in the street, and Candace’s heart thumped hard twice before pausing and then thumping again. She saw a streak of black rise in the air and fall, and she realized the black belonged to the flipping thing. She squinted hard as the creature flopped over two or three times and then flipped again.

That’s a cat!

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