Boot Hill

  Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman   The wind whipped through the snow sending it into her face. It was the last straw. The tears which had welled up in her eyes, [...]

  Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman   He came in the cover of darkness. Fighting the rough waters in a row boat; the wind and splashing water would conceal him. He [...]

  Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman   The sun glisten through the windows. She rolled over and hugged her pillow. “Ah, day one of my staycation.” It was [...]

Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman   I have a headache. I’m not supposed to wake up with a headache. What is all over my sheets? Agh…glitter. I swear this stuff [...]

  Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman   On a cold December morning an ordinary young woman walked down the sidewalk. In was a normal day in this mid-century town. Her [...]

  Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman   The soft grass crunched under his shoes. He had been here many times before, but it had been years. The river once flowed through [...]