Karen Devaney's Writings
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Short Story
May.16.2013
REMNANTS
It was a dark blue dawn the moon lingered when the horse’s loud neighing and stomping woke me up. Squinting, I saw what...
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Short Story
Oct.30.2011
SLIPPING THROUGH THE CRACKS
It was a sultry summer evening along the Potomac River--the kind of evening that makes your skin sticky with a shroud of moisture. I walked the banks...
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Short Story
Jun.08.2011
The Rain--A Short Storyby Karen Devaney
October 7, 2010, 3:21 pm
THE RAIN
The old man puffed his cigar spitting out the tip as he stared at the solid veil of rain he had been waiting for. “California,” he muttered to himself half disgusted and...
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Short Story
May.15.2011
NORMAN
“He’s fine, Raymond, really—we’ll have the homecare nurse take a peek once a week—but otherwise, he’s absolutely ready to go.” Sharon, the discharge planner at Apple Valley rehabilitation center in Napa California declared. She was a veteran well versed in letting folks go—...
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Short Story
Feb.02.2011
The Chronicles of Nurse Noelle; Week 3 Entry:Switching up The Rules and the Honky Tonk Blues
It was a despicable Monday morning when I landed on an ambulatory surgical unit crawling with attitude. Attitude that was chiseled to perfection-- like an ancient Venetian mask and was to be worn by those ambulatory nurses who had suffered through the revolving regime...
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Jan.22.2011
THE CHRONICLES OF NURSE NOELLE Double Duty at St. George
As my car sputtered into the nearest garage spewing whitish gray smoke, I knew I was doomed for another week of nursing nightmares. I’d have to jam my latest manuscript back into the file labeled “edits” don my scrubs and stethoscope and fly to the nearest hospital resurrecting Nurse Noelle. ...
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Poem
Jan.05.2011
Awaiting
Pure Poetry
Down the hallway of the fifth floor
lies the dirty utility room—a rest home
for used IV machines and tubing
in need of sterilization or a cremation of some sort.
They were used to thwart the foulest of
human disorders or disharmony-- designed
for unifying bodies back to their original
states of health no matter how diseased.
Old...
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Short Story
Sep.13.2009
This is the first two chapters of a middle grade novel about two sisters looking for people from their past. Julie, a smart thriteen year old and Bridget (twelve) escape their mean aunt Rosie and Uncle Sam in following the path of their parents prior to their fatal accident.The story begins in San Francisco and travels through to Wyoming as the girls, camp...
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Short Story
Aug.26.2009
ROSIE & SAM
Sam plopped down on the soft green grass.
“What a cute little guy you are. With those big paws I’m sure you’ll grow and grow,” said Miss Zinnia.
This made Sam wiggle. He had always...
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“In all of us there is a hunger, marrow deep, to know our heritage-to know who we are and where we came from. Without this enriching knowledge, there is a hollow yearning. No matter what our attainments in life, there is still a vacuum, an emptiness, and the most disquieting loneliness.” --Alex Haley. ”
About Karen
I began as a poet and children's writer but have branched off to short stories and novels. Love to write essays as well. Writing is my life line to worlds I want to visit. I have had a children's story "Frederick the Forgetful Rattler" published...
Causes Karen Devaney Supports
Eve Ensler and any organization that deals with issues supporting women and children and the advancement of their education.
Amnesty Now
Karen’s Favorite Books
"Walk Two Moons" by Sharon Creech, "I'll Take You There" by Joyce Carol Oates, "All the Pretty Horses" by Cormac McCarthy, "Cat's Eye" by Maraget Atwood, "For...