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Week 2 Fiction

 Thunder bellowed in the background as lightning flashed across the sky. In a lit outdoor stadium, a baseball soared through the air. Roars of anticipated victory competed with the baseball music over the loudspeaker, which only escalated when the ball landed among the audience. The sound was deafening.  Seventeen year old Audrey sat among the boisterous mass of baseball fans, bored out of her mind.  She'd rather not be surrounded by obnoxious strangers, but at the insistence of her best friend, how could she say no? A violet bolt of lightening struck in the sky just beyond the the stadiums borders, eliciting coos from the audience momentarily distracted. It was almost worth it, Audrey supposed, to see such a beautiful display of nature. Attention returned back to the field quickly. Baseball was happening.  In another brilliant show of lightning, the floodlights perched on top of the stadium flickered off. The music went silent and for a moment, so did the crowds...
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Week 1 Non-fiction

  My fatigue doesn't make much sense when I look at the clock. 9:00. It feels like midnight. The whole place smells like drywall and the sound of my dad’s voice echoes through the vacant space. I guess he’s going through prices with a supervisor.      When I look at my dad, my heart aches. He works so hard all the time. His workers are unreliable and nobody is willing to put in the kind of effort it takes to get the job done in a reasonable amount of time.  How much longer will he have to do this? I hate that I can’t do anything to make any of it any better.   I can’t think like that though. If I let myself, I’ll spiral down into a bleak bottomless pit of depression. It is a bit tempting to let the familiar weight settle over me.      “Jennifer will you come hand me the drill?” I never even noticed him get off the phone.      Sighing heavily, I pull my weight off the floor and trudge over to the corner with the tools in it. Whe...
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