Recordings of Gianna’s Family: Part Four – Vinny
Short Story April 1st, 2015. Living room. Mom, I’m leaving you this message on your computer. You’re asleep right now. I just have a lot on my mind, and it’s better that I put...
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Short Story April 1st, 2015. Living room. Mom, I’m leaving you this message on your computer. You’re asleep right now. I just have a lot on my mind, and it’s better that I put...
Fantasy The immortals served their sentences and paid no head to the fact Little Thing was overhearing. For in their eyes, Little Thing was just that. A little human, meek and powerless, there only...
Serial Fiction One last frivolous history of myself, your humble narrator, before I focus entirely on the Brewer. It started with an old man. His hair and beard were evenly grey. His eyes...
Serial Fiction continued from part three Tears were rolling down Matt’s cheeks at this point. Seth got up and brought him a tissue. No one said anything. Rita dabbed at her eyes...
Serial Story “What happened?” I asked; I knew what happened. “You nodded off and got sick. I let myself in to get some stuff; and found you on the ground. You were still...
Short Story He pulled himself to his feet with help from the parking meter. Sand slid between his toes on the hardwood floor. A steamy cloud drifted over the mountain at the top of...
Short Story Chief Tycho ate his breakfast and set out for his morning run just as the central light was warming up for the daily cycle. He ran his ten kilometers around the inner...
Short Story Jason pulled out his banjo and said, “After talking to these three kids, I decided to write you a song.” Tommy looked like he had stars in his eyes. “So…” Jason continued,...
Short Story THE TIME I SAW A UFO This tale begins in a bar, like most good tales, I’d reckon. Well, the rain was coming down thick, and it was thunderin’ like I had...
Contemporary Short Fiction Regarding our heroes stay in the little shack Months passed but the washcloths never did. As the sky warped from a drizzling gray to a sunny blue, it was unaware of...
The summer came and went in a heavy gossamer haze. We spent days walking up and down the Seine and around the city and we often sat on the tip of the Île de...
Serial Story The Tramp began a mad frenzy of a display running through the crowds of fleeing people. His blades were thirsty for blood and he was more than willing to quench their...