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Author: The Reluctant Author

The Reluctant Author, a user of words, has spent a lifetime writing words and storing them in notebooks, computer discs, digital files, and has now decided to step out into the light and start sharing some of those words with the world. (The Reluctant Author is Kendra Cooke's pseudonym)
Stormy Night

Stormy Night

STORMY NIGHT Lightning cracked, awakening the sky as the air vibrated with a rolling boom of thunder that echoed off the mountains and rolled down into the valley, carrying debris with it. Cold, icy rain drummed down, pelting windows that fogged up as though they could blanket themselves against the bleary weather raging outside. It pooled in the dirt until thick mud puddles formed on the road. The wind joined the orchestration as it whistled through treetops, and threaded itself around…

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Dangerous Game

Dangerous Game

Dangerous Game They lied about how they met. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a lie, but it wasn’t the whole truth, either. To know their entire story was a dangerous game to play. The weight of knowing an unbearable burden, a constant reminder of the suffocating net they were entangled in. Few partook, and most were dead. For the rest, it was inevitable their luck would run out. A perilous dance between life and death, forever bound to a fate that seemed…

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Man’s Best Friend

Man’s Best Friend

He wasn’t much to look at the first time they saw him with spindly legs and oversized paws. Curled on a blanket in the back of a concrete cage, brown eyes stared uncertainly until soft words lured him out, and took him home. Their hands were warm and gentle as they patiently helped him feel safe. Eager to please, he obeyed the silent hand signals with ease, and responded to each new whistled command. A constant shadow at their heels,…

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Book Reviews February 2024

Book Reviews February 2024

January was a crazy month of meeting deadlines, endless medical appointments, and being exhausted by the time dinner was done and cleaned up. Eight hours of reading through a manuscript and working your way through corrections is rewarding, but tiring. So, I vegged out on YouTube because indulging in books that required extra thinking power was beyond me. Rather than watching countless hours of talented singers and a few random videos, I lamented my issue to my local writing group,…

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