Moving On
Micheal stared for a moment at the embodiment of Death. He felt odd at feeling no fear. He cleared his throat, “What I know is, my wife thinks I’m some kind of…
Picking the Loose Thread
Sarah only shook her head, “Look, I think you should go. I’ve said enough.” Max cut Sophie off, “Yeah, she’s right. We’ve bothered her enough in this dark…
Accidents Happen
Sophie was determined to know how “Max” had died. To the point of making Max believe “she” really didn’t know, “What kind of accident?” Her voice was eager…
WDGB 7
“You see,” the happy voice went to explain, “my uncle here is a writer. Isn’t that right, Uncle Max?” Beautiful blue eyes blinked up at him in expectation…
WDGB 6
“I look forward to where you may be going with this idea of yours.” Death lost the echoing voice and took on the tone of the girl it pretended to be. “Let’s…
WDGB 5
How does someone entertain the embodiment of death? What would such a being find worthwhile of their attention? “Yes.” The word resounded in the stone room…
WDGB 4
The man appeared to fidget with that question. Clearly, he had not expected it. “Well, ” he began, “I’m not so confident I’ve earned that.” Death, having…
WDGB 3
“What I offer you, ” Death began, “is the chance to win a chance to get a second chance where you failed the first time.” The man arched his eyebrows, “The…
WDGB 2
“However, ” Death continued, “you are lucky. I, being the all-powerful authority on the matter of mortality, have graciously decided to give you a chance at a…
When Death Gets Bored
Consider, if you can, that you are an immortal being tasked with one of the most important jobs in caring for the mortals; soul collection, and assignment…
Boredom in the Margins
I glanced at the clock; it was 5:35. Working for a private detective was supposed to be exciting. It was supposed to be my entrance into a world of intrigue…
What would you do? [1]
What would you do if I told you. One night you are laying in bed when you hear a childs voice singing “Staar lite! Staaar brite! First star I see tonight! I…
Nerd Wars (Day 3)
“I am the biggest nerd here, obviously.” Said the girl dressed in a strange warrior-like outfit. She had plastic ridges glued to her forehead and fake teeth…
Ice lemon tea
The ice in the cup crackles in organic harmonies as they swim in sugar, different pitches forming curious octaves as they tease the taste buds of the ear.
Under the Sakura Tree
She stood there, under the Sakura tree, at exactly 5 o’ clock in the afternoon. She watched aimlessly as the cars passed by her and ignored the horrible…
Living
It’s better than dying. During my blue period, when the first protean delights of immortality had passed, and I was left with the prospect of undying boredom…
Write At This Moment
ITALIC UPPERCASE *bold lowercase* -- Hands paused on the keys, eyes unevenly closing, blocking out the hollow, curving hallways and distant windows. One…
Sisyphus, Part Six
Pavlov knows his time has come. The critter is no longer sniffling the air. It takes full snorts of the air, trying to find that elusive scent of sweat…
Sisyphus, Part Five
The critter sniffs the air. Pavlov’s seen this type before. Vaguely reptilian, but nearly mammalian with the hair and snout. Pavlov is frozen. The tail swipes…
Sisyphus, Part Four
Larssen’s been gone for two hours. The sun’s getting lower, and Pavlov is almost out of cigarettes. Dusk is the worst time. The light reflects off of the…