shortstories – Mary Grace Writing

Six Word Stories (26)

When we listen to music, we hear the rhythm of a spirit. When we make music together, that’s a kind of lovemaking. An intimacy. A sharing of existence. It’s not touch. It doesn’t need words. But it invites all who hear into this space. A controlled chaos of language and emotions. A corporate call. Worship.…
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Chords

A single Wave came awake. Was it particles all clumped together? No. It was sound. A singleness that moved and bounced and collided with its siblings within the darkness.
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Six Word Stories (25)

Learning to grow in silence can be hard. Sometimes we think all the action happens when our lives are spinning at a crazy pace. But we still grow in silence. It’s like a child doing most of his growing while asleep. Or a brain learning when it’s allowed to be bored. When WE are silent,…
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Our Forest on an Artist’s Conk/Hencroft Hub

I am happy to announce the publication of my first short story. Our Forest on an Artist’s Conk has been accepted and published in Hencroft Hub‘s first Issue. The theme of ISSUE ONE is FUNGUS. I took inspiration from the large tree mushrooms my sister harvested from the forest around her home, to use in…
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Six Word Stories (18)

I used to sit in the field making wishes on dandelion fluff. I once rolled through the tall grasses, collecting the white seeds on my clothes and dark curls. Helping them spread as I ran back to the house, arms outstretched. “I can fly!” I would cry, and daydream of Peter Pan and Tinkebell. It…
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Six Word Stories (14)

The last few months have forced many of us to become all too familiar with ourselves. We have had time to think and think some more. This can be a good thing for people who have neglected themselves, forgetting how to listen to their own voice. Listening to self is important, but it should never…
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Lavender (A Dribble)

Lavender crushed between finger and thump. Only one blossom. The scent gentle but true, only for the person holding it.
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The Blue Drip

“But I found a drop of water and just couldn’t resist.” The painter scowled while her bit of Blue blushed and mixed with its cousin Brown. “Well now, we look like mud, and it’s all your fault.” If Brown had had arms, it would have folded them over each other, while holding a scowl on…
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Six Word Stories (3)

A collection of six word stories. Fog might obscure our path from time to time, but I am choosing to remember the path is still there and won’t move. Not only that, but mist is proof of the moisture that hangs in the air. The proof of life giving water. Proof of the cycle that…
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Six Word Stories (2)

My second small collection of six word stories. Sometimes I search for a photo to match the words rolling around in my head. Sometimes I see a picture first, and it speaks to me. I am trying to teach myself to find words and emotions in places picture that do not always naturally speak to…
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