Is it August already?! How did that happen? One day I was breathing in the humid summer air–and the next– I was getting ready for classes to start up again!
I finally finished my online creative writing class (Yay!) So now I can share my work with you! I’m always afraid to post past writings due to a professor finding my work, and thinking I plagiarized it from myself. Is that even possible?
One week, we were provided numerous “kick-starts” to help our creative process. I chose to focus on a specific object which intrigued me.
After three rings, the telephone silenced. Grace hurried her feet past the ottoman and the “AARP” monthly newsletter. Her wrinkled fingers clutched the carnation rotary phone. “Hello?” She croaked.
The line stayed dead, and she hung up the phone carefully. “Probably a tele-marker” she grumbled to herself, easing into her over-sized sofa. The plastic crinkled under her weight as she adjusted her seat, fishing for her television remote. “Where is that darn thing?” She asked aloud.
Across the room, the remote lit up, drowning in a sea of outdated clipped coupons of frozen biscuits, cheese-wiz, and toilet paper. It was only ten steps from her seat, but Grace was fragile, old and lazy; mostly lazy in the eyes of her neighbors. Her front lawn was always filled with weeds, and her mailbox overflowed with shopping catalogs. She reared her rind legs in a forward momentum, and placed her cream colored sneakers on the carpeted flooring. With a gruff, she swung her back like a cat and balanced her upper torso with her weak arms. One last momentum, and Grace hunched her back and was on both of her feet. One step. Two steps. Grace carefully exchanged the weight to her left foot as her knee popped, sending shooting pains up her sides. She winced as she shuffled through the pile and grabbed the remote. Puffing, she started her journey back to the comfort of her sofa.
Grace grabbed for her breath, each one drier than the first. The outline of a tall glass could be seen in her pupils. Blinking back her thirst, she heads back to the couch, and falls into the cushions, making an all too familiar phoosh. She settles back into the seat, changing the channels with the slightest movement of her arthritic thumb.
The phone begins it’s song again, chiming it’s song throughout the living room. Never one to miss a gossip session, Grace begins her routine to dislodge herself from her nest. She steps faster this time, excited for the interaction. Upon reaching the phone from its handle, she presses the speaker to her deafened ear. The line is silent.
My mother recently installed a new house phone in our shared office, and it’s retro design inspired this short story.
Continuing with a sort of a retro theme, I thought these Chocolate Swirled cookies would fit nicely on the end table next to Grace’s cup of tea.
I was looking through my cookbook, “Pig Out” Obviously a diet cookbook, and stumbled upon these cute little swirled cookies that incorporated Nutella and shortbread. I had recently visited Trader Joe’s and picked up the holy grail of butters, Speculoos Cookie & Cocoa Swirl. A decadent combo of european cookies mashed up with chocolate. Can you say, “Yum?!”
Cookie Butter Swirl Cookies
3/4 Cup Butter
3/4 Cup Powdered Sugar
1 teaspoon Vanilla
2 Cups All-Purpose Flour
2 Tablespoons Cookie Butter Spread ( Or Nutella)
1 Tablespoon unsweetened Cocoa Powder, Sifted
- Preheat oven to 325F. Lightly grease a cookie sheet.
- Cream together butter and sugar until pale and fluffy. Beat in Vanilla extract. Add flour and mix, forming a soft dough. Divide the dough into two pieces, and work the cookie butter and cocoa powder into one half.
- Roll each piece of dough on a lightly floured surface to form two rectangles about 6 x 8in. Place one piece of dough on top of the other and press together lightly. Trim the edges and roll up lengthwise like a jelly roll. Cover and chill for 30 minutes.
- Cut the dough into 1/4 inch slices and place on cookie sheet. Bake 10-13 minutes until crisp. Transfer to a wire rack to cool completely. Cookies can be stored in an airtight container up to 1 week.
This recipe was provided by Pig Out