The Flood and the Demon [Story #14]
This short story is a little cryptic. See if you can figure it out… I stare with plastic eyes at the demon on the other side of the world. It is yellow, smooth. It wears a tilted smirk across its […]
Words are magic.
This short story is a little cryptic. See if you can figure it out… I stare with plastic eyes at the demon on the other side of the world. It is yellow, smooth. It wears a tilted smirk across its […]
I’ve made it 13 weeks in my 52 stories/52 weeks challenge. It’s getting a little difficult, but somehow this story flew out of my head and onto my laptop. Eliza was a starer. She scrutinized the world from under a […]
I’m over a fifth of the way done with the 52 stories in 52 weeks challenge. For story #12, I was given the following prompt from one of my writing groups: Which is the oldest tree in your neighborhood and […]
I stroll along plastic brick streets lined with cotton candy bushes, tasting the filtered air. Magic Plastic Land. Birds dip down and snatch gumdrops out of outstretched hands, their cashew beaks holding the prize until they return to their spun […]
Story #10 (in my 52 stories series) is really more of a poem than a story…but there’s a story inside it. See if you can find it. This one was written after winning the short course in the 2015 Babes […]
Story #9 of my 52-week series: a creepy little tale. I’ve walked this earth in many different forms, but today I am a little girl. Not a precocious one, either. I’m the kind that wraps her arms around her mother’s […]
This is a short one, so let me give you a little background… The structure of the story itself is inspired by the six-word story written (purportedly) by Ernest Hemingway. The story goes like this: For sale: baby shoes, never […]
This is week 7 of my 52 stories in 52 weeks series. Let’s get weird… The Johnsons were having a perfectly normal Christmas dinner when the tiny flying saucer showed up. It streamed down the chimney and through the crackling […]
A sequel to week #5. For maximum enjoyment, I recommend reading last week’s story before diving into this one. But hey, it’s your life. We are still five kilometers out, but I swear I can smell her. Cloves, mixed with […]
Week 5! How are you holding up? This week, I was tasked with writing a short story for my speculative fiction writing group in East St. Paul. The prompt: You’ve received an unusual gift from someone. Ready, set, write! Here’s […]