Here comes another bits and pieces. These are not meant to be stories in any way. Mostly this is moments of writing practice that I am using as warm ups before writing more stories. Think of it as a glimpse into the things I go through as I work toward …
So here is a thing. It isn’t meant to be a full story and it won’t read like a story. Doing bits and pieces of stories has been something I have played around with here in the past. It’s a bit of character study as well as digging into different …
Sorry for another blast from the past (this one came out on October 12, 2014). Hoping to be getting to a more sane schedule again so. Captured Scent of the Predator Don’t be caught out after dark. Tara heard her Nanna’s voice as she stepped out into the chill night …
View Past the Edge of Night Sara scanned into the distance just over the edge of the cliff. “You were right,” she said. “The view is amazing. I can’t believe we never came out this way before.” “Zack told me about it last week. Told him I was looking for …
Still recovering from surgery yesterday. Doing a blast from the past because it’s what I have the energy for right now. The story was first published September 15, 2014. The Masks We Wear “We all wear masks,” Carl said. Dr. Carl Sanderson started the lecture the same way every semester. …
Flash from the past originally posted on October 11th, 2014. You are my Meat Thunk! The cleaver cracked through flesh, through bone, and smack into the cutting board. Thunk! A rhythmic pattern as she worked her way through the carcass. Shiela worked fast and clean. It never took her long …
This blast from the past comes to us from October of 2014. The Junkie’s Breakfast Mornings were the worst. Gary coughed, snorted, coughed again. Then he scratched his arm, just below his elbow. Needle marks, red and abused lined up at the vein. How long had it been? A week? …
Do the Work of Day Men My mind works against me. You might know the feeling, the situation. Let me see if I can describe it. See, it goes like this. I read or see something that lights a spark. And I really want to talk about it, but things …
This blast from the past was first published on October 30, 2014. Symphony of the Damned I turned eighteen the day before we hit the beach. Rockets and bombs were the candles on my cake, explosions crept well into the small hours of the night. The beach would be clear, …
Deep Space Fontaine I was having one of those moments where I was certain what I wanted to talk about this week. It never really works that way right. Cause wouldn’t you know I ended up getting side tracked and something else is going to come out of the thoughts …