Crimson Whispers is my descriptive term for a fictional story about bidding for digital artwork. The image is the work of my talented friend Victor Kates. Inside The Pushkin State Gallery of Fine Arts, Moscow: The gallery was a hush of silent whispers and hand signals as the bidding began on canvas, metal, and stone sculptures. The artistry came from…
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A New Year
My writing group chose the prompt: The Start Of The New Year. Here’s what I came up with: The aroma of pine needles stubbornly clung to the air, a ghost of Christmas past. January had arrived, cloaked in fog and silence, a stark contrast to the snowy merriment of December. Amelia was taking down the last of the holiday decorations…
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