Parchement Ink

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Stories by Parchement Ink

Shadows and Hope I keep the lights on at night To ward the shadows away The shadows that have already begun to take over Every crevice in my...
Mr. Truman Capote. His stories make me feel selfish. They are so beautiful … and so very haunting. Sometimes, when I am bundled up in the big...
It was cold in the living room, despite the fact that the weather outside was a pleasant eighty-one degrees and almost unbearably sunny. The house...
I walk in, and I can barely find a place to stand—let alone sit. As I sidle up to the back of a ridiculously long line of people (waiting for...
To be completely honest, it has taken me quite a while to come to terms with the fact that I am still unemployed. Sure, I write and keep house, but...
It is rare to find a home where you truly feel like you belong, but it is even more rare to find neighbors that you can get along with. Over the...
Is there really anything better than being at home in the warmth of a kitchen filled with the delicious aromas of pumpkin pies baking lazily in the...
“There are two things I always tried to believe, but couldn’t; one was that there is a perfect man waiting out there for every woman, the...
Searching for inspiration is as useless as “searching for meaning in a Pauly Shore movie.” Isn’t that what Alicia Silverstone...
The sun shone down on us like a happy, kind grandmother watching her children’s children demonstrating all of the exuberant energy she once had...
Many of us can recall lines from books that will haunt us for the rest of our lives. One line that comes to mind is from the book Carrie in which the...
When I was a little girl, my mother would dress me in my finest clothes every Sunday. These cream chiffon puffs usually consisted of the most...
“Writing is easy.” Whoever said that was not a writer. I don’t care if you’re Stephen bloody King or the schmo sitting in...