pen to paper
With her ipod in hand and 400 bucks in her pocket, she reached for the keys to her white jeep. While she thought her dad was asleep, his voice did not surprise…
A Dead End
The crowded streets began thinning out as night fell over the world. The day denizens replaced by the night. One wrong turn can offer a personal introduction…
A Warm Heart
Jess had always been alone in the streets. Ever since she could remember. It wasn’t a bad life, at least not so far. In any event, it could be much worse. At…
A Warm Coat
“Take my coat,” he said, offering the garment to a shivering girl. She couldn’t be any older than sixteen, and yet the streets treated her no differently. At…
My Strongest Weapon
It sits on the corner of my desk, rotting away with time. I’ve not used it recently, but still, it holds a shine. I keep it sharp. As sharp as my wit. Were…
Writing
Just start writing, it’ll come to you as you go along, that’s what I thought to myself as I stared at the empty page, pen poised and ready for action, hoping…
Lord of the Pens
Boris was frustrated. The H2 pencil he had just sharpened had broken it’s tip *again*, and he had made a large, ugly scratch mark on the previously virginal…