Rob Conway

Girl in a Mirror

- September 20, 2017

She looked in the mirror. Fifteen years old now, home from school, but needing to view what the others were seeing in her. They all claimed to see things she did not. So she looked. Mirror mirror? Sure enough, there was the dog. Cody Stineman told her she looked like a stupid dog almost daily; […]

Fear, Rejection and Spring Traditions

- May 8, 2017

“We fear the wrong things you know.” “Why do you say that?” “We should be a afraid of not getting a job someday.” He nodded solemnly. “Economy is bad.” “Exactly.” “That is what we should fear.” “Agreed.” “Not this other stuff.” “Agree again.” “So are you going to ask someone?” “Doubt it.” Damon jumped down […]

Awkward Silences

- September 16, 2016

‘I am so tired of disappointing you.” “Why do you think that?” “The way you look at me, I can tell.” He jingled the change in his hand. Nervous habit. She looked at him and laughed, a forced kind of laugh. “I didn’t know you were such an expert in body language.” Then she gave […]

Jericho’s Note

- August 22, 2016

“What is life?” She asked the question then threw her hands up in the air. She hated dumb. Stupid. Idiocy. Needy. All of it. “What now?” Cameryn peered over the top of her phone and stared. “Jericho? What?” But Jericho was lost again, spinning her hands around and had no idea she was doing it. […]

Fall Interrupted

- May 17, 2016

Never start with the weather.  It is trite to use the fancy word, but it really is just that.  Trite.  Never start a story with the weather.  So let us ignore the obvious, the fact that as I sit here pathetic and pathetic and still pathetic, something inside me metaphorically dying, the world maybe dying […]