Category Archives: Raven Series

(To move forward, one must know where they came from.) “I’m telling you that I haven’t been drinking,” Mr. Zalen insists as he hurries to his car. He searches for his keys while keeping his phone pressed to his ear, … Continue reading →

(Can’t figure out a ghost from a phantom without yesterday’s post.) Coming fast around the other team’s net, Chris hits the puck and curses when it gets blocked by the goalie. One quarter into the game and he has only … Continue reading →

(Looking for the exit? Trust me. This link is the right one.) Sitting alone in the locker room, Chris turns the talent scout’s card over in his hand. He is still digesting the promise of a professional deal, but the … Continue reading →

(Make-up tests can be taken for Mrs. Addison’s class by clicking here.) “Maybe we should have waited for tomorrow,” Apollo says, his eyes repeatedly darting toward the door. He checks his watch for the fifth time in the last ten … Continue reading →

(The voices are calling to those who forgot to visit yesterday.) “Pencils on the floor!” Mrs. Addison shouts, jolting Apollo from his test. Passing by his desk, she takes his test and rolls it up like a map. “Good to … Continue reading →

(Remember the good old days? If not then CLICK HERE.) Jennifer stops when she sees Charlene leaving the sorority house, the administrator dressed in an ebony pantsuit. Her mouth goes dry when the woman turns to her and waves before … Continue reading →

(Running out of funny things to post here for the links.) Coach Warner stands on the other side of the soundproof study room, his unblinking eyes never straying from Jennifer. A ring of black hair is around his head, which … Continue reading →

(Anybody call for a link to yesterday’s post?) Jennifer staggers down the walkway of the sorority house, her awkward movements caused by fatigue instead of alcohol. One of the sisters starts walking toward the younger woman, a joyous grin appearing … Continue reading →

(You in the back. I saw you sleeping through yesterday’s excerpt. CLICK HERE please.) “Can we really call this a club meeting without Professor Soleman?” Harvey asks as he drums his fingers on the table. Leaning back in his chair, … Continue reading →

(Return to the past to understand the future . . . or not.  Your choice. I’m not a dictator.) Squinting through the flowing soap, Aurora does her best to reach up and get the body wash bottle that Jennifer is … Continue reading →