He was always a weird kid.
Words were labels that he had never paticularly enjoyed. Words were lazy, letting you lapse into not thinking about t...
Gene · Heather · Guilt
She was looking ahead, eyes parallel with the ground. She was looking ahead, eyes perpendicular with the ground. Pa...
In her rear-view mirror, she saw Gene turn. He looked at the bush, at her, at the bush again, and then felt his pocke...
Heather didn't like being out in the rain. She was going to get even with that bastard Gene - how dare he dump her in...
Idyllic farmhouse? Well, appearances can be deceiving, I suppose. If the For Sale sign in front had said, "Abandon a...
The day it burned down my mother locked herself in her room and wouldn't take any visitors. "Mom, come out of there...
The zombies beat upon the door to the church. The flowering vines clung to the brink walls like dead man's fingers, w...
The building I lived in was old, rusty around the doorknobs, the 14th floor was still half under construction. The we...
My word muscles are stiff. My writing bones ache. The prose reads like a bruise. I burst bored air through my lips, ...
I lay siege to it. This was war and a fast and furious assault seemed the surest course. There was a front to push fo...
I stare at the row of perfect houses resting on the perfectly manicured lawns beneath a perfectly blue sky by perfect...
I found the ring on the bowling green. Slipped in my back pocket for later as I was in the middle of the tournament. ...
Set down the light set it down anywhere The pure clean of a random weeknight on the coach staring at the white ceili...
"What's that, Daddy?" James hid a smile behind his hand and answered, "That's a telephone, sweetie. You put money in...
It's ringing. Ringing. Ringing. Ringing. STOP it from ringing! Karla never wanted to hear his voice again. Never wan...
A dry, sandy summer like this one. I had met him just a mile down, by the Shell gas station, his cowboy boots kicking...
Beatirix shuddered as a cold wind whipped across the stage, and she clasped her hat tightly to her head. Stage fright...
"Hello?" There was nothing on the other end of the line but silence. "Hey, can you here me? Is anyone there?" Martin ...
me and my sister have always been fighting. scince the day we could walk we always fought untill now. we were walking...
"Why did I have to dress up as Napoleon?" Billy thought as he entered the Halloween party. His friends were dressed ...
Once upon a time there was little man whom no-one believed. His name was Henry, and he loved to go to parties. But wh...
I waited for her, all night long I stood there waiting. As the crowd dissipated, I was left erect and waiting. I make...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go.
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. Aiming at the highway man was easy, pulling the trigger was the problem. I couldn...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. “Your turn” she said, as my hands trembled in fear. Why was I here? Who was she? ...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. I was going to show him. I was angry, no, furious. He cut me off! In this city, t...
Giving in wasn't an option.
I am looking out the window of my tiny house in Michigan and watching the snow pile up on the road. I won't be going ...
Giving in wasn't an option. The first time Ted died he didn't really notice, being in a full on berserk. One of his i...
Giving in wasn't an option, but there was little else she could do. "Ok, ok," she told the young galant with the sh...