via Daily Prompt: Static There was a time in the not so distant past where television programming just stopped. Crazy to think of now right? For anyone who sits around moaning that "there is nothing to watch on tv" there was a time when there literally was nothing to watch on tv. In the world … Continue reading Nothing But Static
Chapter 1. The Sprite Long after it was over Alastine would wonder where it all began. Every story has a beginning and hers inevitably began with the Sprite. She was thirteen years old at the time and starting to believe that they didn't exist. Having never seen one herself Alastine assumed Sprites were part of … Continue reading Original Work: The Madian, Chapter 1
via Daily Prompt: Forlorn At times I wonder, am I delusional? Why don't I feel more hopeless, unfulfilled, abandoned? Maybe I should, maybe I'm in denial. Whatever the case, I don't feel forlorn and I can't help but wonder why. Nearly two years ago I left a good job in a rather toxic environment. I … Continue reading Why Don’t I Feel Forlorn?
Trying my hand at Flash Fiction, 1,500 words to be exact. Enjoy! Another year, another embarrassment of Christmas riches. A family blessed one might think. Look closer, however, and you can smell the rot just below the surface. I plaster a smile to my face pretending to delight in this year’s loot. Funny, this act … Continue reading Around the Hearth, Dreadfully