Daily Snippit: Other Fiction

Thoughts swirling, dancing, ethereal and light. Spun sideways from the train of thought to linger on the sidelines, distractingly elusive. Can’t focus. Can’t think. Just lost in shadows of the something I was thinking before it spun away. Frustration burns in little things. A name. A number. A something I was thinking before its children’s children drew me fast away. Someone has hit the random key on my remote and is holding down the skip key…

Martha Bechtel

My name is Martha Bechtel and I write fantasy and science fiction stories, paint small model horses silly colors, cast resin and plaster magnets, code random code (and Wordpress plugins)... Come on in and join in the fun!

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