Defeated by my Dryer

My appliances are ganging up on me. They must plot at night to see the best way to derail my carefully laid plans. There’s no other explanation for it. ACT I – Characters and Conflict Introduced  Two weeks ago, my year-old dryer unexpectedly quit working. After three hours of trying to dry one load of laundry, I…

Magic Shoes

I own magic shoes. They can’t take me home if I click them three times like Dorothy’s. They don’t have braces to straighten out my back, like Forrest’s. They don’t bring Princes searching for me, like Cinderella’s. My shoes are magic because they remind me of the power of small steps all added together. For…