Apr 30, 2018
The Desert Flower Resort Motel was a dusty shadow of a building under the moonlight. From the top of a nearby sand dune a young woman appeared, tired and cold. During the day, the desert was as fierce as hell and during the night it was twice as much so. She trudged down the dune on desperate legs until she reached the bottom, shoved at the door of the motel, and collapsed in the middle of the lobby without a thought for the antique Persian rug.
The Desert Flower Resort Motel
Finally doing revisions on this! It feels weird working on something that I considered finished- only because I feel like i need to be writing more and new things, too. I’m doing both!
