by Victoria Grzybowski | Oct 27, 2016 | Writing
The Book Saver by Victoria Lynn ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// The book was like a lone broken survivor after an explosion. Its brittle pages ruffled in the soft wind that blew through the broken window. Gordon...Read More
by Victoria Grzybowski | Oct 13, 2016 | Writing
/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// “Come on! I have something to show you!” “This is crazy!” I held onto my husband’s hand, hoping against hope he knew what he was doing. But he was the dreamer, always had been, always will be. I like that...Read More
by Victoria Grzybowski | Aug 11, 2016 | Writing
She stood, calm, yet with a defiant tilt to her chin as the rest of the women around the room talked amongst themselves, undoubtedly about her. She felt their judgment as their eyes roamed her thin figure clothed in the peasant dress. She raised her chin a little...Read More
by Victoria Grzybowski | Aug 4, 2016 | Writing
I knew she was the one the instant she caught me staring. We were at church and she was talking to a grey haired gentleman and his wife. The lovely echo like sounds of a large room full of people, buzzed pleasantly in my ear. She glanced my way and caught my eyes,...Read More
by Victoria Grzybowski | Jul 28, 2016 | Writing
The old house sighed softly in the evening air. Another day alone, lonely, with no life save the swallows in the chimney stirring within. The weeds had so overgrown the grounds that all he could see was a mass of green and brown that choked and surrounded the...Read More
by Victoria Grzybowski | Jul 21, 2016 | Writing
Lily turned her head to catch the cool breeze blowing off the lake and let it cool her hot face. She had been waiting for several hours and her clothes had become sticky and she was so hot. The birds chirped in the trees and the sound of little animals rustling in the...Read More
