Written for the weekly prompt on the I Am A Writer Facebook Group https://imgur.com/HENdMWe Somewhere within the neighborhood, between 1507 Windward Street and 1509 Windward Street, just where the lots begin to become overgrown with the dull green plant species that make up the wild underbrush of the neighborhood, rest the Lonely Grave. Upon first … Continue reading The Lonely Grave
Category: Fiction
All my stories, flash, short, series, or otherwise.
The Suburban Glow
Flash fiction (233 words), written for the I Am A Writer Facebook group's weekly flash fiction prompts. https://imgur.com/ztJ8bLA Far on the outskirts of the city, past the last farm before the tracks, you can see the glow of the city. It only comes out after the sun has set, and its light graces the other … Continue reading The Suburban Glow
The Pups in the Yard (Second Draft)
I decided to give this story a second draft treatment because I didn't think my first draft did it justice. A lot has changed between the first draft and the second so I recommend reading this one if you've already read the first edition. Enjoy! The pups roamed the yard, each of their noses pointed … Continue reading The Pups in the Yard (Second Draft)
The Pups in the Yard (First Draft)
The pups roamed the backyard, their noses pointed directly towards the ground in search any new and novel smells from creatures that had passed through the yard earlier that morning. Any smell would satisfy their curiosity but only the scent of a squirrel cold really satisfy their playful desires. One of these days, both dogs … Continue reading The Pups in the Yard (First Draft)
The Feeders
Author note: It's been a while since I've written a short story in just one sitting, so I challenged myself to write a story over the duration of one album. So I sat down, put on a pair of headphones and started up World of Sleepers by Carbon Based Lifeforms, which is perhaps one of … Continue reading The Feeders
The Constant
Originally published on /r/writingprompts, you can read the original post here. My journey began two hundred and fifty six years ago when I was a mere graduate student at the Academy. I spent a decade working on my thesis, a rigorous study on the rise and fall of civilizations. Funding was plentiful, as the Overseers … Continue reading The Constant
A Thousand Years
A thousand years of life, handed to me in the form of a prison sentence. Not even billionaires get this lucky. I would be rendered invulnerable for generations. No empire lasts that long, I shall remain patient until the prison wall's have fallen and make my escape. After all I had plenty of time. How … Continue reading A Thousand Years
Wrong Number
Truth be told, I'm not sure why I answered the call. When my phone vibrated aggressively on the surface of the particle board conference table like a small creature had been trying to break free from within the black rectangle, I checked the screen. I hadn't recognized the number, some 777 area code that I … Continue reading Wrong Number
Interception Chapter 2
Saz sat on the shredded couch, a cup of herbal tea with a splash of laze mixed in to calm his mind and help with the unwinding. "The more stress you put on the connections, the longer it takes." The witch told him. The witch, Minerva, sat next to her console and told him everything … Continue reading Interception Chapter 2
The Two Minute Rule
Prompt from here. My mother had always lived by the two minute rule, "if it'll take you less than two minutes to clean, clean it!" She would say. I had grown out of it over the years, getting lazier with every rotation of the Earth, sometimes you're just too dang tired to clean. However, I … Continue reading The Two Minute Rule