🔍

THE FROG JOURNAL

Category: The Ribbits

  • The waves of Rice Bay

    The waves of Rice Bay

    The waves of Rice Bay (Chapter Three) Rice Bay was beautiful this time of year. It was secluded yet popular. Many of the tourists were here for the first time. The small resort further inland was a big tourist draw. Every year they show up to start the summer season. Then, in the fall they…

  • The writing in the wall, Hill Street

    The writing in the wall, Hill Street

    The writing in the wall, Hill Street (Chapter Two) Jonah was finished with the clean out of the old attic. The job had been stuffy and hot. The place had been used as storage for years. Also the previous owners were reclusive. They had largely kept to themselves. When Jonah had taken the job of…

  • Pocket wilderness conflict – The forest for the trees

    Pocket wilderness conflict – The forest for the trees

    Pocket wilderness conflict – The forest for the trees The forest for the trees was what his great grand pappy used to say. “Can’t see the forest for the trees”. Dan shakes and dusts himself off. The collision had been a hard one, with the ground. However he would still be flying if not for…

  • Back the way they came

    Back the way they came

    Back the way they came It was Tuesday. Mark was happy that it was Tuesday. Mainly because he had survived Monday. He is outside after work. He sets up his phone. Now he can watch his favorites on the new streaming service they had been given. Furthermore, he’s impressed with this new version of the…

  • Story maps and a sandbag or two

    Story maps and a sandbag or two

    Story maps and a sandbag or two (Chapter One) It isn’t hard to see where everything went wrong. What is hard to see, is why it wasn’t visible before. That is the way of things, they are much more clear afterwards. When it matters less. The old place that will become visible in this story,…

  • Between the lines of the closest star

    Between the lines of the closest star

    Between the lines of the closest star The air is acrid with smoke, as he regains consciousness. Daniel is laying on the ground. Not concrete, it is somewhere softer. More woodsy from the smell of it. He opens his eyes and takes a small look around. He is laying on the ground in some woods.…

  • By the light of the closest star

    By the light of the closest star

    By the light of the closest star The stars are beautiful. Daniel watches them and wonders which one is his. He also wonders what it must be like there. It was summertime here. Based on the revelations he learned this morning, this is a fraction of what his real home has for a summer. He…