Sometimes an ice pick is slotted into my eye scraped back and forth and then I am become mute, all that I am severed to stillness. It is impossible to hit reply all on the words that have hurt me and the people wielding their ice picks, lobotomizing me apart I love the drip-drop … Continue reading Reply All
It had to be done with an icicle, the first of the new snow. She clothed her hands in sealskin, rubbed them down with fat, and stuck them in the snow until they grew numb. Then, sufficiently cold, she broke off the swollen ice, breath misty in the chill sweet morning and secretted it away. … Continue reading Snow Queen
WP: To be allowed to re-shelve books at the library you must first pass a qualifying exam. The exam has long been shrouded in secrecy, except for its reputation as being a test that very few people pass. “Steady on, steady on. Oh, watch your step, there’s a drop.” The old librarian’s voice is crackling … Continue reading The Bookshelf
Prompt: Last Night I Dreamed Of Donuts Again “Last night I dreamed of doughnuts again.” Private Witz said. “What this time? Cherry filled or covered in chocolate?” Donovan asked. “Neither. They were Long Johns.” Donovan snorted into the barrel of the gun he was cleaning. “Real mature, Don.” Witz rolled over on his bunk, curling … Continue reading Donuts
Hello all, I fell off of posting for awhile. School and my mental health got the better of me, but I'm back now, and ready to post again. For now I'm looking at a once a week post schedule, with something new posted Wednesdays, unless it is news or other info, which will remain posted … Continue reading Blog Will Be Returning!
Sorry guys, no story this week! Life has been incredibly hectic with my study abroad and I've been focusing on writing exclusively in another language. Thank you for understanding!
This is a prequel to last week's piece! Thanks for checking it out. Until that moment, hanging by my bluing fingers, I had never personally encountered the Beasts before. Oh, I had seen them, in great detail, much closer than I ever wanted to. I can scarcely describe the wet, shuddering breathy noises they made, … Continue reading The Wall Beneath The Sun And Stars
First all my sincerest apologies for this post being late; I have been without wifi for awhile. Second, I would like to point out that this piece is a sequel to an earlier piece but that piece is potentially being optioned for a magazine, and so will not be posted here until much later, as … Continue reading The Bowl Beneath The Sun And Stars
Prompt: Instead of basing their powers from their color or natural elements, Dragons are based on elements from the periodic table. In the first time in history, you face a Uranium Dragon. “Tell it again!” The demand was followed by a sharp tug on Ellwyn’s sleeve. The old woman chuckled, but realized he was serious … Continue reading Uranium Dragon
Prompt: Write a small story without using articles (a, an, the) From inky sea, broke monster deep. Kraken by name. Sky thundered, roared open. Rain. Drowning. Siren’s followed. Their razor mouths chomped and snapped. They are followers, divine but anemic with waning power Sailor blood, and sailor bone becomes their stew When ship sets out, … Continue reading Sailor’s Ocean