Thursday, May 26, 2016

The Tale of a Pencil

Recently, a friend of mine and I were reminiscing about a teacher we had 30 years ago in high school. Mr. Beard. That was his name. He drove me a little crazy with his strict writing structure. But he definitely made an impression on me. From time to time I think about him and that class I had so long

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

The Angel in My Room

Claire’s Story—August 1st, 1900
(30 Years Old)

My father has given up all hope that I shall ever marry. At exactly 3:13 this morning, I reached the age of thirty and in the span of my three decade old life, I have turned down exactly seventeen suitors who have asked for my hand in marriage. Sometimes I hear people whispering behind my back regarding my

Friday, March 25, 2016

The Time Traveling Teacher


Here I was again. Stuck back in the past—without any money no less. Don’t get me wrong. I love the whole time traveling bit. It’s my chosen profession after all. But I can’t ever take any modern conveniences with me. Not that I care so much about that. I don’t need to be transported from one spot to another in a blink of an