“There’s something to be said about being buried alive.” Millie, curious about where that came from, looked at Oren from the passenger seat of the car. “Like what?” “Oh, I don’t know. Just making conversation I guess.” “Millie, still curious about the sudden out-of-nowhere remark, studied him. “Have you ever been buried alive?” “Oh, no,Continue reading “Best Friends”
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The Show 1
“What’s taking her so long?” said Tracee. She and Maurice stood across the busy street from the arena, anxious to see their favorite band Boom Sheik. “She’ll be here soon, just…look through your phone, it’ll kill time,” Tracee did just that, but half-heartedly. She kept looking at Maurice under the neon lights that colored theContinue reading “The Show 1”
The Show 2
“She’ll be here soon, just…look through your phone, it’ll kill time,” Maurice looked to the arena across the busy street, glad to be seeing Boom Sheik, but even happier about seeing Freddy. Happy and very nervous. Yes, this was the day. Even though she invited a third wheel, he was determined to let Freddy knowContinue reading “The Show 2”
The Show 3
Freddy was anxious about tonight. This was the night of all nights, and hopefully the best night. The cab she rode in struggled to get through the city’s traffic, as neon colors fought for dominance over the streets. The arena was coming up on the left, just a couple of blocks away. A crowd hadContinue reading “The Show 3”
Margret’s Lament 2
For context: Margret is the wife of Ethan the Traitor, a man who through luck and chance wound up on the side of an invasion fleet of aliens from another galaxy. Because of his treachery, he was allowed to take some land for his own, or rather for Margret. As the Invaders give the landContinue reading “Margret’s Lament 2”
Cheryl loved the …
…idea of living in a house shoved into a block of sky-scrapers. A modest two-story affair, homey, gabled, with a short front lawn and a low wooden fence in front. In the midst of a bustling city street. She would watch from her bedroom window at the throngs that went about their day chasing thatContinue reading “Cheryl loved the …”
He knew he…
…was on the right path. “Just get a job, any job” his sister would say. But how do you explain what’s in your heart? “I think you’re sick in the head” his girlfriend scoffed. Then she broke up with him. Too bad for her, and her dog.
The Return of Three Part Flash Fiction!
“If you do that, more will come.” Herbert with his usual cautiousness. “We need this to work, or we won’t have water”. “But do you have to be so loud?” He had a point. If the end of the world has a point. Maybe best to be found and eaten. It’s over, that’s what heContinue reading “The Return of Three Part Flash Fiction!”
The Hellbound Heart by Clive Barker
Did you ever read a book that was so good you wanted to re-read it immediately? I’ve been a Clive Barker fan way back. I’ve read his Books of Blood, Imajica, Weaveworld, and countless others. I never read The Hellbound Heart until recently, and now I’m wondering what was I thinking. This is the bookContinue reading “The Hellbound Heart by Clive Barker”
“It’s been awhile.”
I was staring blankly at the screen, hoping for the words to come. Her voice distracts me like no other. “Yes, I know.” “So what’s the problem?” How do I answer her? Do I tell her my chair is broken, when it’s not. Do I tell her the AC is too loud. It isn’t. WhatContinue reading ““It’s been awhile.””
Arid Testimony 