David E. Perry
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Writing gives me the power to create my own worlds. I'm in control of the universe of my design. My word is law. Would you like to know the first I ever wrote? Read Sandy:
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Snowed In
Edward Grey knew that the snow was coming but he had already booked his stay at Dewy Dew-Wright’s ski lodge months in advance. Refunds were only given if cancelations were made with 1 month’s notice. News of an approaching blizzard would not stop a ski resort town anyway. After all, how bad could it be? Snow was good for business. By the time he checked in, it had already started. It wasn’t all that heavy of a snowfall, but some of the guests had already started to leave. Most of the staff was leaving also. They didn’t want to get stuck there.
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Fiction
The Murphication of a Purple Man
Let me enlighten you on the precariousness of the situation I’ve found myself in. There was an industrial accident at my job. It caused me to lose my right eye. On top of that, since I was blamed for the accident, I lost my job as well. It gets worse.
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Fiction
Photographs
It was 3 PM and Amanda sat down in her favorite chair. It was where she always went to relax. But today was different. She was far too upset to relax. Her husband had not paid any attention to her. He didn’t even notice that anything was wrong. He just sat there, in his favorite chair, enjoying the game on ESPN. She gave a mean and evil glance at Henry but did not say a word. Henry glanced back with a puzzled look on his face. She got up, pointed at the calendar, and glanced at him again. She wasn’t just pointing to the calendar itself. It was more so the day on the calendar. A very special day. He hunched his shoulder and continued to watch the game.
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Fiction
Shared Memories
Away from city life, in the area where animals and people can both enjoy the beauty of nature without fear of harm from each other, there lies Timothy Park, the most beautiful park you will ever see. Off in the distance you can see the full glory of the Rocky Mountains. Lake Andre glistens as the sun shines on it during the day and the moon and stars at night. A hiker’s trail encircles the wooded area where deer are often spotted. They will come out and eat right out of the hands of people walking pass. They don’t come all the way out. Not all the time. But it is a joy for them to stick their heads out and interact with humans. That is where Jonathan and Jill Sanders sit on the same park bench where they met over 70 years ago. As they stare into each other’s eyes, they just smile as the memories of all of those years flood back into their minds. They rest their head on each other’s shoulders and take in the beautiful scenery.
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Fiction
