Frank E Robinson
Bio
I found my passion in life as a teaching artist facilitating drama and creative writing workshops. Writing for me is an essential and there are not too many days that go by without me writing something.
Stories (6/0)
Closure?
Closure? (Pride and Uncertainty) Hmph! I see you’re up to your old tricks. Even though there’s no sender’s name on the label, I know you sent it. It’s so typical of you to resort to passive/aggressive tactics to make your point. Well, this box will remain unopened until Thy Kingdom Come because I will not give you the satisfaction of a reaction to whatever’s in it because I know that’s what you want. You want me to succumb to the air of mystery around it by piquing my curiosity to know what’s in this box. Well, don’t hold your breath because when you’re wrong, you’re wrong, and none of your manipulative tactics can change that!
By Frank E Robinson2 years ago in Fiction
The Baby Legs Bates Chronicles
Standing at the intersection of do or die, feeling forlorn like a sky without a dawn, is Grace. She’s like water without wet, a brainchild of regret. Yet her heart still beats and she wonders what for, because she can’t find a reason to live anymore.
By Frank E Robinson3 years ago in Fiction
Mari
Summertime on the tropical island of San Osipa could make a bear want to wear a bikini and strut its stuff on the beach while sipping a pina colada. The clear blue skies, golden sun and warm breezes are the perfect ingredients for a day at the beach and I couldn’t wait to meet my crew for some fun and frolic in the sun, but on this particular day it was colder than a witch’s tit!
By Frank E Robinson3 years ago in Fiction