Daniel J. Heck
Bio
Poet, journaler, short fiction composer, interactive story writer, board game designer. I believe in the power of multiple creative voices within one person, and of variety as the spice of life!
Stories (10/0)
I See Your Smiles
It never hurts to smile. It makes us feel good inside even when we’re hurting, reminds us not to take life too seriously. And when we give ourselves and others the love of smiles, it multiplies in people’s hearts. You never know whether you might be drastically picking up someone’s day by giving them a little ray of sunshine. We each have an inner light that is so important to not keep hidden, or as the religious saying goes, “don’t hide it under a bushel basket.” And yet, sometimes we need to keep some emotions contained. Inner anger can hurt someone else or ourselves, and sometimes we as human beings aren’t even fully aware of how much this feeling poisons ourselves. But there is someone watching who sees every time you smile. It’s such a small gesture, but small things add up to long-term results, mindsets or leanings toward certain feelings that become cyclical. This is as true for the positive as it is for the negative. So which are you going to choose?
By Daniel J. Heck2 months ago in Journal
A Bear With Twigs
Once upon a time, a bear got an idea. This bear lived in the middle of the deep woods of Alabama and had many friends, including the beavers, rabbits and deer. She took what would normally be a tool for building shelter or, among the humans, starting a fire, two simple twigs, and she beat upon mushrooms with them. She heard a pleasing 'thump' sound when she did this and recalled something that the Native Americans called a 'drum.'
By Daniel J. Heck2 months ago in Fiction
A Wintry Perspective
Stephen scowled at the mushy snow falling around him as he trudged the two blocks towards home. Having forgotten his gloves, he gripped two grocery sacks with shivering, wrinkled hands, and felt weak and blind. Barely keeping his eyes open in the bitter wind, he prayed for some kind of help, but was afraid to ask passersby.
By Daniel J. Heck3 months ago in Fiction
Twice the Rebound
Your face tells me I've screwed it up, the moment it comes out of my mouth. "My treat?" An innocent offer to start things off at the local coffee shop. You half-smile, you emit a strange titter of a laugh. You don't want it to feel like a date, and I don't blame you.
By Daniel J. Heck3 months ago in Fiction
- Top Story - January 2024
