Category Archives: Writing In the Margins

Room 428 waits under a single hanging bulb, its light pooling over uneven stone and towers of books that lean in like old friends. Pages lie scattered across the floor, a few still warm from the last flurry of work. … Continue reading →

Writing in the Margins is where the story slips off the page and wanders into the back room, timelines bend, space shifts. Authors and characters might share coffee, swap gossip and argue about how the book is going. The rules … Continue reading →

The back room smells like paper and coffee. Drafts are piled in uneven towers. A laptop glows on the cluttered table like a spaceship in the middle of a used bookstore. Doris’s finger hovers over the Publish button. Grace leans … Continue reading →

Doris turns to the young girl.“I don’t know you, do I?” Before the girl can answer, a sharp cry echoes across the room. Doris spins toward the sound. “A baby?” Everyone starts talking at once. The girl answers. “I’m Calliope. … Continue reading →

Doris stops. She doesn’t remember this door, or this sign.  She reads it again, out loud. Early Landfill Room 428NE Memory Lane  What? Something flickers in the back corner of her mind.  She shrugs it off and yanks back too hard … Continue reading →