http://slow.writerscafe.org/McKenna%20B. The original writings of author McKenna B. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776075853 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 That sober girl broke downwish she would be gave up on Gave up on everyoneA broken soul with no home Never found that girl myself was it really the heart that likes running in cloudsthinking paradise outside of the costto pretend you’re there it’s given the promise to pre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./898632/ DarknessI hear the swish of her satin skirtswish, swish, swish.I hear the clatter of her ankletsclack, clack, clack. "Sam," she says.swish, swish, clack clatter.the pad of her bare feet on wooden floors."Sam," she says, "are you awake?" "Yes." Her cold fingertips slide across my foreh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./893127/ a character sketch http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./893078/ Chapter eight Matai watched the strange trio leave until their figured were obscured by the tree boughs whipping back into place, then Matai sighed and ducked out of his hut into the clearing. The tribes people were just awakening, greeting the new day with bleary eyes and hateful looks towards th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892960/  Chapter SevenThey returned to Vondra’s camp while the sun was setting and Vondra welcomed them heartily, proclaiming that dinner was ready to be served. They sat down at the table and ate, retelling the adventures of the day of Willifer and Chris falling into the river and the time whe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892957/ Chapter Six Chris had to scramble to keep up with Sally as she pushed through the leafy foliage on a silent rampage, and he had to duck more then twice to avoid the stray branch whipping back in Sally’s wake. “Sal,” he said. “Don’t call me Sal,” Sally replied .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892954/ Chapter Five “We can’t take the balloon down without a crew to help,” Chris said. “It’s a lot more work to land than to take off.” “I know that Chris. Vondra’s son’s are going to help us.” “Vondra’s-” “Shh.&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892952/ Chapter Four It happened so fast Chris didn’t know what was going on. One minute he was safely rooted on the ground, the next he was airborne, dangling from the side of a hot air balloon, rising higher and higher above everything he knew and loved. For the first few minutes he just stayed th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892950/ Chapter Three The next morning brought a light dusting of October frost that clung to the tree limbs like frozen cocoons and crunched lightly underfoot. Chris walked down Market Way, dipping and weaving through the crowd as easily as a hot knife cuts through butter. He was headed for the warehouse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892949/ Chapter Two The island Dumberkew was large, the whole island itself just about the size of a small state and full of rugged, rural land of forests, jungles, mountains, gorges and lush valleys, surrounded by waves of salt water. But only a section of Dumberkew was actually settled, inhabited, cultu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892948/ Chapter One “Christopher…” Christopher Greene lifted his head and peered through the veil of sunshine. He could see nobody, yet his name was definitely there, wafting among the hum of the bees, laced among the routes of the dandelion umbrellas and the seedless dandelion stalks.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892946/ Prologue Deep in the dark, tangled forests of Dumberkew, a small camp, built on the loose dirt of a clearing, was lit up with the glow of a growing fire. Circling the fire were five huts, put together with twigs and fern fronds that rustled despondently in the breeze. Two men sat by the fire, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892943/ Chris Greene and Sally Dumberkew go to explore wild land in a hot air balloon, Sally following in the footsteps of her late father http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892941/ unfinished... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892921/ this is a book i'm thinking of writing more of set in year 4000, about a young inventor who must save his UN-utopian society from a dark force that is seeking to destroy everything. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./892920/ read it and find out http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./822076/ a poem, a character sketch.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/McKenna-B./822065/