When you were little, eyes wide as could be, the teacher sat you down and asked you a simple question: Who do you want to be? And dreams of all the choices filled you up. You could fight fires, or teach, or land a shuttle on the moon, that question echoing in your head: Who do you want to be? But you got older, and … Continue reading WHO DO YOU WANT TO BE?
This isn’t a fic, and it’s not Friday, but don’t adjust your set just yet. A flash fiction piece written by yours truly was just accepted onto The Open End, which you can peruse to your heart’s content by clicking here. And while you’re there, be sure to check out all the other great stuff that TOE has to offer. Fics! Continue reading I’VE BEEN PUBLISHED!
Turn around, take a look behind you. No, no, don’t make it too obvious. Act like you’re just checking a speck of dust you found on your shoulder or something. Alright, good. Now behind you is a wall, right? Drywall or brick? It doesn’t matter. I don’t even care if there isn’t one directly behind you. If your eyes could see far enough behind you … Continue reading THE NOTIONS
Creepin’ ‘round inside us all’s a man called Mr. Browse. His goal, you see, is for you and me to laze about like we’re cows. He’ll wait till you’ve got work to do and say, “Hey! Look over here!” But internet, you’d better bet, it’s best to not go near. ‘Cause if you do, he’ll smile at you and think, “Hey! I’ve got a rube!” … Continue reading MR. BROWSE
Wind was howling incessant on the break and filtering eddies of snow into Dr. Starlin’s eyelashes as he crouched down to reach eye-level with the latest find. The current stratum was down as low as the Carboniferous period, bits of compressed coal gleaming up brilliant black out of all that white snow. The Kamchatka Peninsula was the sort of place that you’d be perfectly happy … Continue reading THE CLOCK REWOUND
We are here. We make decisions, we mend fences, we live and breathe. We are still. We wander in fields, we climb up trees, we eat till we’re full. We expect things. We feel our way around, we think of all the ways, we sit beneath the stars. We tell stories. We dig under the snow, we play tag on the blacktop, we think of … Continue reading WE