Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Wander.
Little Black Book
I was laying on the couch, passing another day in my tiny house in South Africa. The sun came in through the window of the front door and lit up the woodgrain walls of the room. The warmth caused me to drift to sleep and I began to see visions in my mind’s eye.
By Scott Lawton5 years ago in Wander
Sign of the Times.
Amie’s gap year was everything she had dreamed of. South East Asia’s vibrant, colourful culture teemed with life. Thailand, the land of smiles, was alive with a modern buzz, and an ancient ambiance, with the Buddhist temple of Wat Pho at its heart.
By Abigail Connelly5 years ago in Wander
An Unexpected Day
The sun wasn't all the way up as she slowly paddled out to sea. Lying on her belly, she made long strokes from her board. She loved this time of day; the tween time. The sun was slowly coming up and the day was dawning. The energy was alive and electric but most of the world was still asleep, safe and sound in their homes and their lives. The ocean creatures were swirling about below her, just out of sight. She could sense them, but hadn't fully tuned into them yet. She was waiting for her mind to quiet. Who was she kidding though, her mind never stopped going. She'd been divorced now for many years and had grown accustomed to and loved her new found freedom and independence. She was a full time single mom and worked three jobs to support herself and her son. She didn't shy away from life or responsibilities, rather, she raced to meet them headlong. She and her son were inseparable; old souls that had embraced the ancient blood that coursed through their veins. They lived on the edges of the tween times. She rarely had time to herself but her son knew better than she when she needed it. “Go to the sea mom, she's calling you”
By Kristen Lolatte5 years ago in Wander
Freckles Abroad
It's Spring! Spring is coming to London at a brisk pace. Flowers are popping up everywhere, mostly daffodils and little purple blossoms. The quacking and crawling critters are out in full force all over campus, and particularly by Froebel Lake.
By Gabrielle R. Lamontagne5 years ago in Wander
A Boy, a Dog and a Forest
What is it about a boy, a dog and a forest? When you put them all together, it makes the world go away. I must have been at least 10. It couldn’t have been earlier than that, because we were gone together all day – that black and white mutt of a dog and I. We tramped through those woods from morning to night – well, to dinnertime anyway. It never really occurred to us – to me – that I hadn’t told anyone where we were going. That was mostly because when we left I didn’t know either. We just went.
By William Altmann5 years ago in Wander
