Work-In-Progress: The Good Shepherd

When Leona lifted her face to thank him, she couldn’t speak. She froze all over again as soon as she viewed his icy blue eyes. For years, eyes like Luke’s appeared in her dreams. She obsessed over them, though not in a romantic sense. It was an obsession much less pleasant.

-The Good Shepherd, future YA speculative fiction novel by D. Marie Prokop

Stay tuned. Leona’s story is coming…


It is all for the bright!

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Do You Still Believe?

Elizabeth wiped the tears from her face and began quoting,

The days are dark, the ocean surrounds.

             My fate is unseen, my fate is not ground.”

             The Guardian joined her.  

             “For God orders all, I am just a mist.

            Hovering still, waiting for bliss. 

            The dark hides me well, my heart longs for light.

             I live by this creed—it is all for the bright!”

            Olivia smiled, happy her friend still remembered the old poem.

“Ainsling—do you still believe in the red string?”

The Red Knot, Chapter 26, The Recognition

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Fanciest-Shmanciest

Happy Valentine’s Day! Here I am, lurking outside the fanciest-shmanciest restaurant in the heart of downtown Cosmopolis, watching couple after couple celebrate their possibly fake, possibly genuine, possibly dutiful, or possibly delusional love over candlelight and a bottle of wine.

Tigress, a short story by D. Marie Prokop


 

 

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Happy Lunar New Year!

Shu Rui’s house is not far. There are no sidewalks, but the streets are wide. They’re filled with people because everyone comes home for the fifteen-day celebration of Chinese New Year. It’s The Year of the Tiger, 1998.

I was born in 1989, The Year of the Snake. Everyone says that’s why I talk so much. Grandma always tells me,

Child, you were born under a sign of wisdom. Remember, wisdom is attained by three methods: first, by reflection, which is noblest; second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third, by experience, which is the bitterest.


Find out more about Chinese New Year in The Baiji.


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