Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Sixteen
Short Story She climbed two more flights before coming to an open door, and even then she had to slam against it with her shoulder to widen the gap enough for her to pass...
Tagged: serial fiction
Recordings of Gianna’s Family, Part Ten – Nancy (Final)
Short Story November 8th, 2015. The Sorrentino’s Apartment. [long pause] Alright. I guess we’re doing this. Why not? It’s been long enough. [pause] Kind of. [pause] I don’t know, there’s really not much to...
The Red Butterfly, Part Eight – I Danced With Duende
Short Story “I danced for El Cuadillo,” Anna said, bringing me out of my dark thoughts. “I danced for him. And I made a bargain with him.” “When was this?” “A long time ago,” she...
Recordings of Gianna’s Family, Part Nine – Gianna
Short Story October 14, 2014. 5:16 PM. Gianna’s room. So that’s what I have to look forward to. … Alright. I’m done. 5:16 PM. End Recording. 5:30 PM. Gianna’s room. [sighs] Yup. Yup, yup,...
Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Fifteen
Short Story She eventually found another stretch of hallway on what could have been the eastern side of the building. Boarded windows lined the right-hand wall, letting in slightly more light through their cracks...
Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Fourteen
Short Story The factory doors were thick, gray slabs of metal left wide open. The hallway inside led into near blackness. Broken shards of the ceiling hung down like fangs. Jennifer paused and picked...
Recordings of Gianna’s Family, Part Seven – Gianna
Short Story July 23rd, 2015. Hospital. [sheets shuffling] [struggling] [sighs] Alright. We’re in action. This laptop would probably feel like a brick if it were on my legs. I made the first one of...
Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Thirteen
Short Story Standing up, while cradling her injured hand in her shirt, her first impression was something like Mars, or the post-apocalypse. With the gravel parking lot pairing well with the steel, overcast sky,...
Cosmic Caper – Part Four
Science Fiction The four impostor U.L.E. agents gazed through smooth featureless black helmets at their lavish surroundings. Transparent walls stretched up two stories, before curving inwards to meet in the center of the ceiling....
Sand – Part Nine
Short Story I blink. I’m in front of Maddy’s apartment, fully dressed, with my revolver tucked into my pants. My head is blank, wiped empty. All I can do is stare down at the...
Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Twelve
Short Story A shouting match drifted from the inside of Gateau, catching her attention. No one had entered, so Alex had apparently been let out of the cooler. Jennifer’s fear returned with the force...
Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Eleven
Short Story She felt locked in place, her muscles twitching. Jennifer felt her brain short-circuit, conflicting over the desire to run and the shock keeping her in place. As her eyes widened even farther,...
