by Avery White | Jun 7, 2016 | Spotlight
I Don’t Know These Guys But that word written above them in yellow has unlocked a world of communication. It’s not a character, a country, or even an ideology. It’s a language. Actually, it’s an international auxiliary language (IAL), a class...
by Avery White | May 31, 2016 | Challenges
It’s 2003 again. I’m stressed out after a week of high school. The guy who would go on to be the best man at my wedding calls. Time to hit up Ft. Worth. Coffee shop hopping ‘til midnight, finding the largest concentration of guys to play Halo with until 2 AM, and...
by Avery White | May 24, 2016 | Stories
Terra quietly closed the door to Room 212 in the North Shore Medical Center. A clock throbbing in the hallway told her that it was three in the morning. She didn’t know what they gave him, but he was out. Four inches from his heart. That would have been it. She...
by Avery White | May 17, 2016 | Stories
Brian McEntyre’s stomach swam in his brain as his sense of balance starved for something level. He pulled his beat up Mitsubishi Eclipse into an open parking space. Rust ate away at the hood. This wasn’t happening. He deliberated until a crack of thunder motivated him...
by Avery White | May 8, 2016 | Spotlight
I’m pressing ‘PAUSE’ on the Something About a Coffee Shop story to honor my most kindred of spirits. Every story, every poem, and every serif on every letter I’ve ever written owes something to her. Today’s spotlight is on my mom. Lord knows she’s...
by Avery White | May 3, 2016 | Stories
Terra woke up to the shrill cry of a car alarm echoing wolf at a volume sure to get the attention of coyotes in Montana. The decibels rattled the window panes glowing tangerine pink with the sunrise. She gripped her pillow, threw her head underneath it, and did her...
by Avery White | Apr 26, 2016 | Stories
Brian could feel himself exhaling deeply in the comfort of the Legend. Soon he was watching Terra, Lauren, and the black Ford Explorer drive away. The hood of the Legend was still buckled, but the engine revved along blissfully. “Of course, I’m at fault,” Trevor...
by Avery White | Apr 19, 2016 | Stories
Get water. He looked up and saw Trevor talking to the tall brunette with his cell phone in one hand, and his insurance in the other. A convenience store was situated across the street. Moments later, he returned with several bottles of Aquafina. “Here…I’m...
by Avery White | Apr 12, 2016 | Stories
“Dude…you have got it bad!” “I know, I know, and the worst part is I’m perfect. I know exactly what to say to sweep her off her feet and…” “Fall madly in love with you?” “Well…yeah, but that’s just it. I know what to say about 45 minutes after I’ve met...
by Avery White | Apr 5, 2016 | Challenges
Share (verb) : 4. To tell (as thoughts, feelings, or experiences) to others Truth Sharing is a hard thing for children, doubly so for the artist. And I think I know why. Good art: art that has been worked, re-worked, revised, critiqued, trashed, fished out (of the...
