We were given an “upgraded” room, number 1701, near the tip of the iceberg, the hotel’s zenith. (Welcome Mr. Ambassador.) One can only imagine which of Dante’s seven levels of Hell each of the sixteen floors below must’ve been.
Prompt: A Mouse in a Cupboard Genre: Memoir The world is a wide open field, open to possibilities, the sky is the limit, or so they say. Creativity can be found in even the smallest blade of grass, if you consider it from the right perspective. I was still in the process of recovering from … Continue reading The Bank of the Boyfriend
I remember a dark, cavernous hole. It was the source of all things evil and frightening to a little girl. Six and eight-legged fiends resided there, waiting for the right little innocent to attack. It haunted me every time I went into the room, as it was on the wall behind where I might sit, … Continue reading Fiendish Intruders