The Mondays
Short Story I was told I was dying on a Monday morning. Mondays are usually just a lame excuse to be grumpy or bitchy, but I think I had a legitimate excuse to have...
Category: Short Stories
Saturday Afternoon
Short Story The woman came by each Saturday afternoon with a record player and a considerable stack of records. The hands that dropped them into place were heavily veined and thick with age, shaking...
Beat – Part Three
Short Story Air flooded into my lungs in a shuddering gasp, the silence blinding me. No. No. No. “Eric, is everything all right?” The teacher was walking toward me in slow motion, but I was...
Animal Dilemmas – Black Mamba Pangolin
Short Story The Pangolin was not glad it had to compromise but it disliked argument almost as much as physical confrontations. Its near death encounters with pythons and one with giants that it was...
Animal Dilemmas – Swan Penguin
Short Story For a first time in its life the Penguin felt tired. And it somehow knew that that is not temporary fatigue. The bulb was one thing but it merely served as an...
Animal Dilemmas – Cat Bee
Short Story The Bee flew out of the window like a rocket using all its strength. Ejecting its poison into the giant required tremendous effort. What the Bee didn’t know was that most bees of...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part One: The Baker 3
Short Story He was named Anton. Not after anyone in his family. His kin started in the fires of war and peace that ravaged Eastern Europe. His grandfather fled to the New World. He...
Jopp’s Folly – Part Four
Sci Fi Series “Welcome home, Sweets,” quipped Jopp as the glowing mass of Pa Nui appeared ahead of them. A thousand multicolored towers huddled together atop a chrome hemisphere floating in open space. Loi...
Forest Creatures: Paper Bird – Part Two
Serial Fantasy The other birds remained mostly in the trees. They crowded together in a tangled and haunted mess of whispers. When one of the other four legged creatures passed beneath the tree, they...
The Sailor
Short Story He started at the water, and wanted to end there as well. Before the sea, Joe knew nothing of himself. He was only a shell of the man his parents wanted...
Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Twenty Two
Short Story As he was distracted, Jennifer quickly dropped down and let her left arm lie on the ground. She planted her foot over the hand’s two broken fingers and was able to wrench...
