For Love of Words or Paper
Anyone who knows anything about me as a writer, as an artist, knows that I am passionate about my creative output. And those same people may know that I can get a bit irate and downright ranty when it...
View ArticleWaking Time: Part Two
Here is part two of (what has now become) a three-part story. Read part one first if you haven't yet had the chance. Enjoy!“Nathaniel, may I call you Nathaniel?” asks the doctor, dressed in a dark suit...
View ArticleResearch
To be honest, I don't particularly like to do research.And by research, I mean the traditional idea of scouring over primary sources and stuffy texts in search of information. I don't like it because,...
View ArticleWaking Time: Part Three
Here at last the story reaches its conclusion. As always your comments and critiques are welcome. If you haven't already read Part One of Part Two, I strongly recommend doing so, as this part will not...
View ArticleMirror Lists
We've all done it, all of guilty at one point or another, of that most glaring and unavoidable crime of having our characters mirror gaze.The "dirty-public-restroom selfie"It usually goes something...
View ArticleCounty Line Crash: Part One
Dark, too damn dark to drive – Deputy Doris Moors flipped on the squad car’s brights but the black road just seemed to swell around the whitened points of light, strangling them for trying to grow....
View ArticleLaminar Flow: A Review
This is a review of "Laminar Flow", Book 1 in "The Book of Drachma" series, by author Timothy H. Cook.From the back cover: What does being a doctor really feel like? What is it like to get called out...
View ArticleCounty Line Crash: Part Two
Continued from Part One. Thank you for your support and feedback, as always.“The man was straight up O-V-W-I, deputy.” Said Officer Robins, the smooth-faced state policeman, - call me Jeremy, he said -...
View ArticlePain for the Flushed
This is for the lost ideas.For the thoughts so brilliant in our heads,Dead on the page, lumpy,Poke with a stick to see if it moves But just lifeless.A love letter to beautiful lines of proseStuck ugly...
View ArticleCounty Line Crash: Part Three
Here it is, the third and final part of the story. Please read parts One and Two first if you haven't already. Enjoy.It watched her from just beyond the reach of the car lights. For how long, the...
View ArticleRepay
This is my entry for Cherie Reich's2nd Annual Flash Fiction Blogfest. Word count: 289. Enjoy!Lightning flashed, and with it the face inside the hallway disappeared. Val strained her eyes from her...
View ArticleVote or Die
No, not really - just hold on and let me explain. For those of you who read my last post - the flash fiction piece "Repay" - you may have noted that it was part of a larger project, known as a...
View ArticleTMI
Ever read a short story and realize about five paragraphs in that nothing has actually happened yet? Ever find that after a few pages you are still in the midst of the most painstakingly dull...
View ArticleThe Sun-Polished Dome
Today's story is brought to you by the good folks over at The Narratorium, a growing digital literary journal.The Sun-Polished Dome is a story about two siblings on the run from a blood-thirsty terror,...
View ArticleLost
Okay, I will admit up front that I have not done my 5000 words for this week. I do have an excuse though.You see, I've been lost - lost for quite some time actually.It's not like I got lost on purpose....
View ArticleNorthwest Side Night
This is a flash piece done for Nina Pelletier'sPrompt-and-Share. The prompt in question was to describe your hometown setting in short fictional piece - my town is a big town, and I focused, here, on...
View ArticleCharlene
A flash written for the +Flash Fiction Project based on the below image. This has also become an excerpt of a large piece and is based on an older story of mine. 540 words.by aThundersHer eyes open to...
View ArticleFlightplan
Time is moving fast. It's something I've been noticing over the past few years, the older I get, the shorter the week feels, the month, the year. When I was a kid, a summer break lasted for years and...
View ArticleValue of a Word
Words ain't worth much.At least that's how it seems. Just about anyone can string words together into a sentence and most folks don't like to sully up their day with too much reading anyhow, so why...
View ArticleResurfacing
I make popcorn for a living. Microwave popcorn.That's not even true, I put bags of microwave popcorn into boxes for a living.But I can't really complain. What I do, unglamorous as it is, pays for a...
View ArticleMy Two Jobs
Today, standing dramatically before a metaphorical expanse of water (in reality a series of seemingly unending mechanized moving belts carrying in-transited commercial product), I realized something...
View ArticleStrange Connections: A Review
One of my good writer friends here on Blogger, Subha Majumder (aka Just Me), has recently released a bound collection of short stories entitled Strange Connections. What follows is my personal review...
View ArticleOne for the Road
The beer, finished before the guzzler takes off from the parking lot,Can't be bothered to throw it out,Yet courteous enough not to just chuck it,Toss it haphazard, crushed, to clatter against the dark...
View ArticleWould That I Could
Bitter is a good word to describe the Way I've felt about my hands, That they were not made to shape, To form things of beauty in the wayHuman or natural form, that they wereNot given the delicate...
View ArticleWaking Time: Part One
This is part one of a two-part story. As always your comments and critiques are most welcome. Enjoy.I am lying in a room with a cream-colored ceiling, an open window to my left, above my head. Outside...
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