Amanda Walter
Bio
I was born, raised, and still live north of Boston, MA. When I'm not at my day job, I spend my time playing board games with my family, tending my garden, listening to audiobooks, bingeing too much television, and writing.
Stories (9)
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Her Worst Fear
Maggie stood at the kitchen island and stared down at the meager harvest. The ever-present knot in her belly tightened. She did her best to ignore the worry and set to the task at hand. The rhythmic thud of her knife against the cutting board soothed her nerves as she chopped the carrots for canning.
By Amanda Walter4 years ago in Fiction
The Girl with the Marigold Cure
Sweat trickles down my back and face as I pull my bike up alongside the first tent. The market is located on the grassy patch in front of Town Hall, where there used to be summer concerts. Before the war. Before the bombs. There are still bike racks in front of the decaying old building. Climbing off the bike, I wipe my sweaty palms on my worn-out denim, leaving a streak of orange behind on the faded blue.
By Amanda Walter4 years ago in Fiction
The Garden's Call
My mother was a gardener. She didn't grow food, but she loved growing flowers. I never understood how she could enjoy gardening since she had a full-blown phobia of all bugs and creepy crawlies. But, despite that fear, she loved her garden. I have vivid memories of long spring mornings spent wandering greenhouses while she selected new flowers.
By Amanda Walter4 years ago in Lifehack
Devil's Food
The end began with chocolate cake. Devil's Food, to be exact. Death by chocolate. Internet influencers and FOMO (fear-of-missing-out) also played a role. You could say that social media was the gun, and the bullet was consisted of gluttony and jealousy.
By Amanda Walter5 years ago in Fiction
