The Peak Hours

The Peak Hours

Sleep, how important is it? My body desires it but my "Author" despises it. No, this isn't the start of a riddle (though I'm sure no one thought that), it's the code of which my creativity lives by apparently. I know I'm not the only writer who feels this deeply. Sleep seems to be the [...]

Prompt: “Tires screeched, I Turned and Ran Down the Alley”

The dead of night, a lonely, desolate time, is when I feel most alive. I enjoy the freedom my thoughts have in the cool, inviting breeze. At times, I find myself walking for hours with my destination set on clarity. This night however, my being is restless. My mind is being clouded by a foreign [...]