It took the better part of the afternoon for Adam to stop asking repetitive questions. Otis sat patiently through three hundred ‘why’s and ‘where’s before finally losing his cool and telling the man to suck it up.
Category: Short Fiction
Hangin’ Around – 1
“It’s all in the feet. See? See how much he’s kicking? Can’t conserve a breath like that, no sir.” Maggie looked up at the man swinging from the high branch of Hangman’s Tree. She felt a twinge of sympathy, but mostly anticipation. A pocket watch ticked slowly in her hand.
Short Story – Necromantic Abominations Anonymous
Frank slumped into the tired remains of the long-abandoned fast-food chicken restaurant. The fluorescent lights had been repaired and most of the rats scared away, but it still didn’t feel like the best place for a meeting. There was a church across the street, nice old building, but of course, a gathering there would raise … Continue reading Short Story – Necromantic Abominations Anonymous
Star Wars – The Re-Review – The Empire Strikes Back
For being the movie that most hail as the best in the series, I think Empire might be the one I’ve watched the least from the original trilogy.
Short Story – When a Cold Wind Whistles
"Someone once told me stories are best told on a cold night next to a warm flame."




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