Showing posts with label Fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fiction. Show all posts
The First Time
Well, I've been injured much of the past few weeks, so I thought I'd give you guys something to read. Sorry for the delay, but I can't write much about climbing when I'm strapped into a boot that's meant to keep my ankle from twisting. I am hoping to get out this weekend if only to remember what rock feels like again. In the meantime, here is a short fiction story that I wrote last week...He
A Climber's Taunt - The Legend of Tiara Girl
One day; a day when the crowds were thin at the famed Metro Rock climbing gym in Everett, Massachusetts; a lazy Sunday when the clouds were low over the sky and the wind chill dipped below thirty degrees in January; a day when no member of the MassClimbers climbing group felt the need to risk life and limb by scaling the most difficult routes in the gym, a birthday was held. And who could the
Missing Out - Part II - Fiction from the MetroRock Newsletter
From the end of Part I (click here to read Part I first!)She turned back toward the route and John thought, Hey, not only does she climb, but we share something in common too. Everything seemed to be falling into place, even though he didn't plan anything. Cassandra dumped him three weeks ago and he was given a few weeks to compose himself and move on. He hadn't tried to talk to Angel at all, yet
I'm Getting Anxious
The weather is cold, but the blood is boiling...Spring is here in spirit.A tamed groan rises inside.It's a rumbling cradled with love.And as the breath dries up from sight,A feral rage ignites.Tis sweaty palms and chalk and ballsThat dominate the fight.I'll feel you soon of glacial might,And lava crusted jewels.Tw'ar my guide of sense and light.My sanity rests with you.
Missing Out - PART I - Fiction From the MetroRock Newsletter
John sat on the spongy floor to stretch. He tried not looking around to see who was climbing, but he couldn't help glancing wherever his eyes took him. It was the first time he was going climbing without Cassandra in three years, and the first time he had climbed at all since he found out three weeks ago she had been dating another climber from the gym. He peered out of the corners and tops of
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