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The Songbird [A NARRATIVE]
* This narrative is dedicated to my cousin Amanda. Thank you for always challenging my writing and inspiring me to write more, be more, be better. Enjoy! * The Songbird Written by Vanessa Grillone on...
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The End [A NARRATIVE]
The End Written by Vanessa Grillone on November 20, 2014 As I typed THE END to another short story, that would more than likely get rejected, I exhaled fire. My hands stopped typing and rested just...
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Hashtag First World Problems [A NARRATIVE]
Hashtag First World Problems Written by Vanessa Grillone on December 8th. It wasn’t until I discovered the hashtag FIRST WORLD PROBLEMS that I realized this world has some serious issues. Public...
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Connecting Moments [A NARRATIVE]
Connecting Moments Written by Vanessa Grillone on December 21 When I awoke on Christmas morning, I pulled the black covers over my head and marinated in the stillness of the house. I breathed heavily,...
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On Writing [About Life, Online]
What #writing looks like 👓 pic.twitter.com/47OUN1zXX5 — Vanessa Grillone (@mypenmyvoice) February 19, 2015 I find writing about life, blogging about life, and dreaming about the future more difficult...
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Into the Fire, No Burns to Report [A Narrative]
He woke, his chest made of flames, burning into his heart. Smoke swam up his throat, choking him until he let it out. He was a dragon made up of fear. Nerves. Fear. Anxiety. They caused this paralyzing...
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The Bus Stop [A Narrative]
She stands at the bus stop on a busy, yet small, highway on the first warm day of Spring. Her auburn hair is neatly curled, recently cropped short at the nape of her neck. She looks at her freshly...
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The Truth About Goodbye [A Narrative]
I love when you say goodbye in the morning; your kisses soft, your voice warm and milky. You say silly things like you smell this morning my princess, which I can only assume means that my morning...
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