Bettina cantered through the building, checking her wristwatch every few steps. Her Styrofoam cup (appropriately labelled “Dunkin Donuts”) decorated one hand, and a file of paperwork bound to her chest filled the other. As she stepped through the door to the conference room, she spotted a prepubescent boy leaned back… Continue reading
Jaws dropped. My next words stammered from my lips. “I… don’t… drink… coffee.” Several dumb-founded faces stared back at me, generating vibes of discomfort. I reached behind me, feeling for the edge of the counter and stumbled back until I found it. Might as well be an alien, I thought… Continue reading
“Hey! There’s no smoking in my head!” Bettina shrugs, puffing smoke into my face. “I’m harming no one but myself.” “No harm?” I grab the cigarette from Bettina. A clump of ash lands on her fingers. She jumps back, shaking her hand against the burn. “Bloody hell!” I hide my… Continue reading
INT. PRODUCTION ROOM – MORNING Close-up side shot of a woman’s face, focusing on cheeks and lips. A cigarette rests in her mouth. She inhales. Ashes wither away the white stem as the orange tip burns. A slow pan-out reveals the woman outfitted in business attire. Clipped to her jacket’s… Continue reading
Early To Rise She wakes before down and stacks her kayak on the car. Once satisfied the boat is securely strapped, she crawls behind the wheel and pulls out onto the road. Ten, fifteen minutes of drive time before a familiar overpass comes into sight. The car slows as she… Continue reading