LoveKittyCraft Part V: Ulthar
My initial attempts to penetrate the dark secrets of the Necronomicon were, naturally, extremely difficult. At times I found myself recoiling from the page as…
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17 stories written on Ficly, 2013–2014, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Life of a Space Gypsy Part IV
Roxan’s mind was mostly still asleep, and yet she was moving. The only comparison she could make to the experience was lucid dreaming. A dim part of her…
Life of a Space Gypsy Part III
Roxan knew the weeks of near motionless coupled with less than desirable gravity meant her body had deteriorated badly. She could have lost as much as 30…
Life of a Space Gypsy Part II
It must have been in the second or third week that Roxan simply couldn’t take it anymore. She had to pee, but coming out of her near comatose state took as…
LoveKittyCraft, Part IV: The Necronomicon
You can be forgiven for wondering why someone seeking to create pleasing stimuli would utilize something as foul as the Necronomicon. There is a common…
LoveKittyCraft Part III: The Book
“Anti-traumatic stimulus” was the name I gave to that which would aid the higher rational mind in overwhelming and suppressing the simpler animal brain…
LoveKittyCraft, Part II: The Hypothesis
It was in the field of psychology that I found my greatest passion. While I had my trepidations about Freud and his many theories, I was fascinated by his…
LoveKittyCraft, Part I: The Partners
There was a time before the horrible incident of June 3rd that I believed I would look upon that spring semester at Miskatonic University with pride, but now…
Busy!!!!
“So where’ve you been?” Michelle’s message asked. “Busy. ._.” replied Puni. “Doing what?” “Work, work, and more work. My job’s tough and there’s still a lot to…
Puni's friend has a crisis!
“So how bad was it?” Michelle’s chat window asked when Puni logged in. “Bad,” Puni replied. “I was 45 minutes late...” “Ouch! What’d they say?” “Well I kinda…
Fifteen minutes!
“Okay!” typed Puni, “I have 15 minutes to write something before work.” “Just write after work,” came Michelle’s reply through Skype. “You don’t understand!”…
Puni writes about a kitty!
“It is with no small amount of trepidation that after several months I finally bring pen to paper in regards to the incidents of June 3rd and the events…
Tell me what to write already!
“So I take it you’re having trouble.” Michelle’s light pink text said through the Skype window. Puni rolled her eyes typed out, “Gee, how can you tell?” “It’s…
You Have No Soul!!
Jack stared down at his half-eaten Lunchable. “This is my soul,” he mumbled. “Christ!” Bill shouted, “Are you going to be emo every day of the week?” “Lesley…
That Hour Before Bed
That hour before bedtime on a Sunday night is the most frustrating hour of anyone’s week. Everyone knows why. Your precious weekend is gone. Just as you were…
I just want to write!
Puni paced up and down her tiny apartment. “UGH!” she groaned, pulling on her hair. “I can’t think of anything to write! This sucks!” She flopped down onto her…
Life of a Space Gypsy
Roxane’s cold, unblinking eyes stared through the cockpit window out into the vast emptiness of space. She sat still as death. Days passed and she did not…