Fifty Word Fantasy: Gruß vom Krampus

“It was big. They ran, but… it was faster...."

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Presence

She awakened with a gasp, cold, wet and naked. Scrambling to stand in the shower stall, she tripped over the woman’s corpse strangled at her feet. Sprayed by water long since drained of warmth, a melancholy face —empty of life— was the only witness to her christening. A scream and the sound of shattering glass... Continue Reading →

WIP-it Wednesday: December 6th, 2017

Time for a new weekly writer’s roundup of my works-in-progress and those ready to read! Writerly things that I got done this week: I gave my writer’s bog a substantial facelift and overhaul this weekend. If you mostly follow me in your WordPress Reader, the change won’t be readily apparent. But you can check out... Continue Reading →

Short Story: Ounta

Aen crouched in the brush, surveying the path that curved between massive redwood trunks and lesser conifers. The young hunter, no longer a child but still absent a beard, concealed himself beside a rotten and shattered pine. Having been there since dawn, dusk now deepened the shadows that filtered down from the towering forest canopy... Continue Reading →

Short Story: The Boy in the Jar

The boy awoke with a start, and the curved glass of the cylinder distorted the face of the girl pounding upon it. His confused eyes met hers peering through translucent green fluid. Feeling the shock of her fist hitting the container, he watched her scream. But the girl’s words were rendered incomprehensible by the liquid... Continue Reading →

WIP-it Wednesday: November 22nd, 2017

Time for a new weekly writer’s roundup of my works-in-progress and those ready to read! I released the first chapter of Cretaceous Queen —my novelette of teenage superheroes, magic, dinosaurs, and robots— on Saturday, and it’s begun to pick-up traction! With lots of action and cliffhangers, I’m serializing it with a chapter each week until... Continue Reading →

Fifty Word Fantasy: Heart of Gold

“It’s gold, Miss. Enchanted clockwork. But the replacement needs daily winding, more so if you are active.” Molly’s finger left the scar and keyhole between her breasts. “Gosh, Doc… A workin’ girl gets shot through the heart by some John, an' y’all have to go an’ make her a stereotype!” Text is Copyright © 2017... Continue Reading →

Flash Fiction Feature: Aesthetic Motif

“I had to pull three straight all-nighters to get her ready,” Kim said to Lisa. “But with the salvaged motivators, I’ve got a scratch built unit of my very own for the Gunbuster Irregular Tourney!” Lisa followed her across the noisy repair bay floor, careful not to touch Kim or her service overalls that were... Continue Reading →

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