Lisa Brasher
Bio
Start writing...I am a retired teacher. I taught elementary school for 30 years. I have written. short. stories and poems . I. am. looking. to. become. a full. time writer. . I live. in ,Houston Texas.
Stories (34/0)
THE BOY WITH THE SOULFUL EYES
I met Roscoe in 2006 when I was volunteering at Colorado Saint Bernard Rescue. The owner of the rescue asked each of us volunteers to take a dog home for the weekend so she could attend a dog conference in Las Vegas. I was assigned to Roscoe. When I went to pick him up, I learned all about his tragic past.
By Lisa Brasherabout a year ago in Families
THE SECRET BENEATH
PROLOGUE Miss Jane awoke to a freezing room and driving snowstorm. Best to get an early start this morning and warm up the classroom before the students arrived. She pulled on her woolens to wear under her skirt and finished getting ready in the dim light of dawn. Hard pellets of snow stung her face as she walked up the hill to the one room schoolhouse. She put wood chips in the pot-bellied stove and started the fire. Now she just had to review the lessons for the day while she waited for her dedicated learners to arrive in this snowstorm.
By Lisa Brasher2 years ago in Fiction
THE SCARLET MACAW
John and Karen met while working for the same travel magazine in New York. Both were photographers assigned to documenting exotic animals in their natural habitats. What started off as a friendship with mutual interests quickly turned to romance. They now lived together in an upscale loft in New York City. Rarely did they get to work on the same assignment together, so they jumped at the chance when an editor asked them to travel to Belize to photograph the endangered Scarlet Macaw. Karen was thrilled beyond her wildest imagination for the opportunity to visit this enchanted land.
By Lisa Brasher2 years ago in Earth
PAWSITIVELY AWESOME
Hello there! My name is Zebulon the Saint Bernard. I have been nominated for EmPAWyee of the Month. Now I happen to know you will be up vewy late tonight reading all the stories and trying to decide whose is best. But I am da best EmPAWyee ever to do da job and here is why. This is my story and I'm sticking to it!
By Lisa Brasher2 years ago in Petlife
A PEAR TREE
A young pear tree, full of promise, grew in a garden of life. Surrounded by rich soil, bird song, blue sky mountains, and new construction noise, it thrived. Dark green leaves, tiny buds, thin branches on a yet unsteady trunk, quake in the soft spring breezes. It stood ready for a young city, a new family, a yard, fruit, and recipes of love in the garden of life.
By Lisa Brasher3 years ago in Fiction
THE FROZEN POND
I was back in my hometown for a writing conference. As I usually did, I visited all the old stomping grounds and friends still in the area. However, a new destination had been added to my list. The scene of a tragedy a few years back beckoned to me, in spite of emotional misgivings. The backdrop was a small, close-knit, neighborhood community. The main character was an innocent, frozen pond with deep secrets hidden beneath.
By Lisa Brasher3 years ago in Families
GREEN LIGHT
The way I see it, life is just a game of Red Light/Green Light. You go through the motions. You follow the rules. You try to live your life right. Be kind to others, etcetera. Sometimes you get the green light go ahead. Sometimes you are stopped dead in your tracks by the red light. There is no manual. You ride the ups and downs as best you can on this roller coaster of life.
By Lisa Brasher3 years ago in Fiction
FOR THE LOVE OF BULL
Deep in the heart of Texas there was a bull named Stetson. This bull had the love of a girl named Jewel. Jewel had the love of her rodeo loving, rancher dad. Now Jewel had her finger wrapped around her daddy's heart so tight, there just wasn't much this daddy wouldn't do for her. One day he took her to a cattle auction with him, and this little girl fell swift and hard for big, old Stetson.
By Lisa Brasher3 years ago in Fiction
SWEET REVENGE
There is never a dull moment in the world of teaching. And never was this more true than my first year of teaching. In every crowd there is always the class clown. In this particular year I was twice blessed. JJ and RJ were complete opposites in every way. RJ was a lover, JJ was a fighter. RJ was small for his age, JJ was a 75 pound 6 year old with a personality larger than life! As it happens so often in life, opposites attract, and they became the best of friends, and every teacher's worst nightmare. I could write a whole book about their shenanigans that year, but let's cut right to the rich, good stuff, shall we?
By Lisa Brasher3 years ago in Education
TIL CHOCOLATE DO US PART
Natasha had wanted to be a pastry chef since the moment she unwrapped her first Easy Bake Oven for her birthday. She had worked tirelessly toward that goal for the last few years. Natasha attended a prestigious cooking school, worked nights and weekends for a catering business, and hired an expensive life coach to help bedazzle her resume and interviewing skills to land her dream job. She was as ready as she would ever be to begin this decadent adventure. As Natasha stared in awe at her shiny new kitchen with all the latest gadgets, she could feel eyes on her, and her spine tingled a creepy warning. But after introductions were made to the kitchen staff she would be working with, they went back to their preparations for the upcoming dinner crowd. She found no one staring back at her. She followed the owner of this brand new restaurant out of the kitchen and into the dining area to meet her serving staff.
By Lisa Brasher3 years ago in Fiction