I lost my grip on the wheel.
It was late, one winter night. I was not accustomed to being awake at this hour. My car didn't handle the cold well, ...
I lost my grip on the wheel. It had happened before, but it wasn't nearly as embarrassing as now. I had just left P.E...
Driving along a road at night, rain pelting down, tall trees waving low branches across the sky, no moon, no road lig...
Freeform prompt
Friday is supposed to be a day to look forward to - TGIF, right? Sammy had been dreading Friday all week because he ...
“The entire shell is Chronium. That shields the op…” “You mean chrome. Chromium?” “Ahem. Crow NEE Uhm. Chronium. As...
The visitor asked, "Can you write a story without a prompt?" "I don't know," said the writer. "I've never tried." "...
Why didn't you hear me when I called? Or did I not hear you hearing me? Is that possible? I guess anything's possible...
I stand here alone on the grey, stone foundation of a tiny island. Save a few patches of dark green moss clinging to ...
The scene was peaceful, serene and calming. I stood at the base of the light house and pressed my back against the so...
The maple leaves will change and fall with a certain grace – November will begin.
#hashtag condo livin. Last year i bought a tiny orange tree to spruce up my tiny patio. #condolife. Over the many m...
The colors bleed into brown, red to rust, green to yellow. The maple leaves will change and fall with a certain grac...
then the cold A wet cold that moves through you that clings to your insides A cold that whispers soft and true _You ...