Novo Pulp teaser
My name is on the list so watch this spot for more news when it goes on sale. A straight up sci/fi story about a relationship, not much humor and no horror. Not the kind of thing I have posted here on the blog.
Monday, October 20, 2014
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Monday, October 6, 2014
Wolf Tears
The wolf is at the door, hungry like
the wolf, wolf in sheep's clothing, cry wolf, like a pack of wolves
howling in the night the nonsense collection of wolf idioms ran
through her mind.
Why wolves? She was hungry and
wolves are supposed to be ravenous, must be the reason why.
The door to her room was locked, not to
keep the wolves at bay but to keep her inside with the pack howling
in her head.
Friday, October 3, 2014
Monday, September 29, 2014
Blank White Walls
Blank white walls, they were a perfect
metaphor for her life. Blank, empty and devoid of detail, her mind
was a void.
They tell her she was in an accident,
they tell her she had been depressed and may have attempted suicide.
That explained why they treated her the way they did and the lack of
sharp objects in the room, not even a mirror to break.
She sat on her bed staring at the wall
wondering who she was, why had she been so unhappy and thinking she
might not want to hear the answers.
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Just Like a Spork
Everybody had said, “It will never
work, they are too different, divorced in a month.” But Fred and
June had been together for fifteen glorious years. Sure it hadn't
been easy with the differences and all but they made it work.
Compromise was the key.
Now even with all the years behind them
the naysayers chorus was once again in full swing, “How will they
raise the child? Who gets to decide? It will never work.”
Yes, they were still different, they
were still each individuals yet they were also a couple. A happy
couple who had a challenge before them but not one that their love
couldn't overcome.
The decision would be left to God and a
coin toss, heads and little Patrick O’Brien would be raised
Catholic and tails Protestant.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
http://lilliemcferrin.com/five-sentence-fiction-wheels/
The great wheel turned, days passed and the grief receded.
She gripped the steering wheel and over corrected in the deceptively tight curve. The rain slick road and her lack of concentration worked in tandem to send her off the embankment. She cursed her fug as the car tipped over the edge.
Time slowed to a near stop as it will when such things happen, she wondered if this is what it had felt like for him as he fell.
The great wheel turned, days passed and the grief receded.
She gripped the steering wheel and over corrected in the deceptively tight curve. The rain slick road and her lack of concentration worked in tandem to send her off the embankment. She cursed her fug as the car tipped over the edge.
Time slowed to a near stop as it will when such things happen, she wondered if this is what it had felt like for him as he fell.
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