Misjudged – Final
Serial Fiction Dinner was surprisingly nice. Tommy was kind of nervous that Scarlett and his dad would start fighting again, but they were both pleasant to each other. Jason borrowed Arnold’s guitar and played...
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Reunion of Death – Part Eight
Serial Fiction continued from part seven Alexis and Philip had apparently had a reckoning and falling out: they sat at opposite ends of the room. Holly took her throne next to the window...
Animal Dilemmas – Bearded Vulture Bar-headed Goose
Short Story The geese entered the final and most difficult stage of their passage. Even though evolution had equipped them for high altitude flight the pilgrimage through the high passages required every drop of...
The Rosebush and The Brier – Part Two
Short Story The coals hissed as Bobbie threw handfuls of wet sand into the fire pit. “C’mon Williams, get your boots on; we’re heading out.” He popped up from his sleep, remembering the...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Five – The Brewer 2
Serial Fiction Me. The Narrator. I am just a humble old bottle of scotch with a few abstract ideas. I grew to desire to have thick shadow, like men. Not the transparent light...
Misjudged – Part Eight
Serial Fiction Scarlett decided to break the silence. “So wait, you two worked together?” Jason laughed. “Yeah, I guess we did. I remember some techy dude named Arnold working for us that time the...
Reunion of Death – Part Seven
Serial Fiction Chapter 14 Thirty minutes later, it seemed like the storm outside the house was intensifying while the hurricane within the house was starting to fester off. Alexis had returned to the...
Animal Dilemmas – Bar-headed Goose Flamingo
Short Story ‘More eggs less trouble,’ would the Flamingo say after days of silence. The flamingos around it would repeat its words and some will fly away to carry them to the far...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Five – The Brewer 1
Serial Fiction Note from the narrator: I hope you understand my pencil. For it has been speeding on the pages ahead of my mind. Full of the wind. Empty of reality. Dreaming of...
Giving Thanks – Part Three
Serial Fiction Patrick couldn’t be sure how long it had been since he jumped ship. The whiskers on his face had grown long and he felt older somehow. The sadness of his situation...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Four – The Bottle 7 (Last)
Serial Fiction The electrifying feeling of invincibility when holding the crowd’s attention with a tight grip. What’s not to like. ‘How old was the man playing the piano?’ Someone inquired into the fabric...
