Hi, I am T. Atkins, welcome to my website. My work as a writer ranges from three-dimensional characters who are flawed to characters who are a bit unstable and delusional.
Works In Progress
"Edge of Discontent
Although it was the beginning of Spring and Trudy’s favorite time of year, this was the first day in a while that it had been pleasant. The few trees that were planted along the lake were in full bloom and a small breeze rustled the lime-colored leaves, playing them like piano keys. A small gust blew through the man-made fountain in the center of the lake, spraying droplets of water against their skin.
The day seemed too nice to spend indoors making Trudy wish she didn’t have to go back to work and instead was spending the day picnicking by the lake.
As they walked beside each other eating their bagels, Trudy noticed that Matt was several inches taller than she, the top of her head came to his shoulders. Today he had opted for a polo, slacks, and loafers. With half of his arms exposed she could see the corded muscles that the suit had hinted at yesterday
The fire breathing dragon had just risen from the depths of hell. Spewing rage and indignation. Her talon-like claws grasping at the air, screeching in rage. The sound vile and deafening. Who had dared to challenge her? Who was this insignificant minion that had dared to cross her path? Did they not know who she was? To think that they were even worthy enough to stand in her presence.
The dragon, better known as Mrs. Scarborough also known as Satan’s wife was throwing what Dustin believed to be a tantrum. But she was sure Mrs. Scarborough would find a suitable word that she felt more benefitting to the situation, being the perfect English teacher that she was. Dustin was also sure that she probably felt a tantrum was beneath her.
Mrs. Scarborough stood about 6 feet tall in a pair of slingback thick-soled heels. Her skin was the color of tanned leather with the texture of beef jerky. She kept her hair pulled back in a bun like an old schoolmarm. Her class was run more like a boot camp than eleventh grade advanced English.
There were several rules that she made sure to inform the class of on the first day of school and Melissa Beck had again broken one of them. Mrs. Scarborough only allowed her students to use black and blue ink pens. She would prefer only black, but blue would be permitted. In fact, pens of any other color were not even allowed to be brought into her classroom. The only other color pen allowed in her class was red, and she was the only one allowed to use it. She also did not allow pens that clicked. She said the noise was a pet peeve of hers, and it drove her crazy.
Melissa not only owned a blue and black pen but a pen that was also printed in green and red and had a mechanism that could be used to click each color into place. The problem today, was not that Mrs. Scarborough had found her using the pen to take notes in class as she had done in the past, but that Melissa had decided to turn in a report written in green ink.
Short Story Character Sketch
Jim has a very charismatic personality and considers himself to be smart and witty. He is very opinionated, feels like his opinion matters and must be heard. He likes surrounding himself with people who think like him and puts down those who do not. He might be borderline egotistical. He often gives advice on parenting even though he didn’t raise his oldest child but believes because he has asked God for forgiveness then it is okay to give his opinion whether one asks for it or not. He considers selfishness to be a positive attribute. He is also a bit of a perfectionist. James likes to drink, sometimes a little too much