Hungry Writers | The Door

We are a private collective of serious writers who share our works on various blogs according to genre. We are currently accepting applications from other serious writers, all genres will be considered. Interested writers may leave a note for us by clicking the Note to the Manager link at the upper right. Please do not apply if you do not write at least once a week or if you have no interest in offering feedback on the works of others. Some of our members are currently on leave so you will not see new works by those authors.

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Light in January
January on the Cape, clouds heavy with threat, ice and storm, but a rare winter wind from down south made raindrops dance on the frozen beach and chide those furious breakers till the ocean lapped the sands penitently. Sometimes one may find redemption in the presence of just such an extraordinary vision, sometimes peace and the healing of wounds, so I stood patiently drenched with the wordless glory of the place, the weather, the early morning sun just creeping through a cleft in the gray, a little gold illuminating the face of a child I had overlooked somehow. Her eyes were gray as storm clouds yet bright, glinting with rain or tears maybe. Something in her face radiated longing I have seldom felt, a pull so devoted to one desire that she seemed to belong there at least more than I and perhaps more than the impassive sands of that stark beach or the grim toothed rocks lurking just beneath the surface of the vacillating and often unforgiving sea.

© January 2013 by P.B. Adams