Ramblings from a Word Weaver Thoughts from a Creative Soul

8:03 By Melissa L. Webb Sitting straight up in bed, Dennis gasped as he tried to untangle the sheets from around him. His head pounded from the flood of fear left behind by the dream he had been trapped in. The images that had plagued him were already turning into a foggy mess, slipping away [...]

DUST SETTLES ON US ALL By Melissa L. Webb   Standing in the kitchen, the woman looked around at the dinner she had created. Pot roast, mashed potatoes, green beans, and stuffing were just a few of the items she was planning to surprise them with. She glanced at the clock on the stove. [...]

VOICES By Melissa L. Webb Carter took the small plastic box out of the package, discarding the empty mailing box into the garbage next to his desk.  It was finally here.  He had won it in an online auction almost three weeks ago.  Now, after so much waiting, it was his. His friends were going [...]

COMPANION By Melissa L. Webb I am, generally, a lonely man.  Not too many people actually take the time to notice me.  They’re too busy doing what they want to pay me any heed.  So I never really get the chance to be heard.  But you’ll listen to me, right? You’ll invite me to sit [...]

DESTINATION UNKNOWN By Melissa L. Webb I straightened my tie as I headed down the deserted hallway.  It was late, but I still had some work to finish.  Meetings that ran late were no excuse around here.  I glanced at my watch.  I figured I was just about the last person left in the building [...]

CHANCES By Melissa L. Webb ”Are you sure you don’t want anything?” The old man looked up at the woman standing in front of him.  He took her in.  From the dark circles under her eyes, greasy ponytail, and the stains on her apron, he knew her day hadn’t been the greatest.  Then again, this [...]

NONBELIEVERS By Melissa L. Webb Ellen brought a bowl of mashed potatoes to the table, sitting them between the gravy and the roast beef.  With a satisfied glance at the table, she sat down across from her husband and smiled brightly at him.  “How was your day, dear?” Harvey grunted, scooping food on

FEEDING TIME By Melissa L. Webb Larry opened his eyes and looked around.  He was in some kind of makeshift nest, judging from the bright green grass and various sized eggs surrounding him.  He couldn’t remember how he’d got there, but he suspected if he didn’t find a way out of there soon, it would

THE BURDENED By Melissa L. Webb The man crossed the street, moving quickly around the cars which didn’t even seem to notice him.  It was nothing new.  People had been ignoring him for years.  It was part of the curse.  People always ignored their own negativity. Hurrying up onto the sidewalk, he duc

SILENCE IN THE CLASSROOM By Melissa L. Webb The teacher stood at the front of the classroom, her back to the children as she wrote the day’s assignment in big bold letters on the board.  She took her time, enjoying the silence her attentive class was giving her.  She dotted her i’s with hearts to [.