Category «Short Stories» :
I remember the day I got my first coat—my first real coat—not some bulky ski wear or puff ball but like a real, adult, grown-up coat. The thing was double-breasted, nice thick lapels, and had big round serious buttons on it that weren't even there to do ...
Don't know what to make of this... but I wrote it and some people seem like it.
The interviews trudged along. Not a single candidate today seemed to have a proposal worthy of funding. A web startup here, an overzealous R&D project there, and some consumer products so ...
My boyfriend has said he loves me, and in so doing ruined our entire relationship. Well, in the interest of fairness, perhaps I should say that he told me he loved me, and I ruined our entire relationship.
Matt and I have dated four months and I have never found ...
The following story was created by forcing myself to include ideas that people posted in a Facebook thread. These ideas are as follows:
- A teddy bear that went to Mars
- Infinite Wolves
- A girl who has access to nuclear weapons
- Sand worms from Dune
- A talking zebra lost ...
The following story was created by attempting to combine a bunch of ideas people posted on Facebook (at my request)
- Me (Cat Mercer) marrying you (Brook Jensen)
- Badgers on a honey heist
- The private lives of board game pieces when they come alive at night
- Cats vs. Ninjas
- Some story ...
"Hey John, thanks for taking the time to talk."
"Oh sorry, bad reception. One sec..."
"Can you hear me now?"
"Well it's Rachel."
"No things are fine. I mean, okay not... not so fine."
"She just - she just wants me to call less."
Before you read this story, let me offer a bit of context. I'm running a Traveller RPG with a couple of my friends, and one of the recurring non-player character's in that game is Jessica Sorin. Jessica has a younger brother, Martin, and both their parents died when ...
I could never have anticipated the explosive mess I would soon walk into as I stepped off the bus that morning. The air was crisp, almost too crisp, like that crispy chicken I had eaten the day before at KFC. I used to really like the place but now, now ...
If only I could just talk to you.
I see your face everywhere. At Zellers, where I got the knife; at Home Depot, where I got the rope; at Shoppers, where I got the pills.
They say you can't describe what love feels like, but I can ...
A question I have struggled all my life with. “How much wood could a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood?”
My father was a woodchuck you see. From birth to the day he died in that tragic accident he would tell stories of how great a woodchuck he ...!-->