Ginny Newland
Bio
Creativity brings me to life. It is the extra ounce of blood that gets me moving. The challenge, the puzzle, the unleashing of the spirit.
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Don’t Feed The Birds
The breeze rustled through the trees and up the hairs on Laura’s neck as she pulled in her pockets to her waist. Sunshine beaming through made it just tolerable for a stroll in the park. Her father offered his hand to cross the street. “Too cold.” She stared into his warm face.
By Ginny Newlandabout a month ago in Fiction
Time is Running Out in The Capsule
The room blurred as Mary sat on the couch and surveyed the life she had created. Faded oil paintings, tarnished brass light fixtures, a table and chairs set intended for a family, picture frames filled with nieces and nephews and all the rescue dogs that had called this place home.
By Ginny Newlandabout a month ago in Fiction
