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If you are faint of heart be warned the stories you read here may force you to rethink your very existence.

On the other hand, this blog may have absolutely no affect on you whatsoever, so don’t take my word for it.


Read them for yourself.

It, Itself and I – Part 1

Sleeping in the back of her father’s truck in the college parking lot was not how she expected things to go. Let alone with classes failing and impossible expectations thrusted upon her shoulders. A few moments of shut eye in a parking lot is perhaps not the biggest loss.  The ratty carpet of the folded […]

Camp Nano – Short Story #5

Love *For Camp Nanowrimo this April, I plan on writing 10 short stories that fall into different genres & elicit different emotions. Because I’m planning on editing them as I go, I’ll be posting a whole short story every ~3 days.* Neon light dripped from the strip club sign above my head as I pretended […]

Camp Nano – Short Story #4

Lost *For Camp Nanowrimo this April, I plan on writing 10 short stories that fall into different genres & elicit different emotions. Because I’m planning on editing them as I go, I’ll be posting a whole short story every ~3 days.* The tavern was practically shaking as the werewolf, furry ears poking through her short […]

Camp Nano – Short Story #3

Joy *For Camp Nanowrimo this April, I plan on writing 10 short stories that fall into different genres & elicit different emotions. Because I’m planning on editing them as I go, I’ll be posting a whole short story every ~3 days.* My consciousness drifted back into being and the tea party I’d been dreaming about […]

Camp Nano – Short Story #2

Inner Peace *For Camp Nanowrimo this April, I plan on writing 10 short stories that fall into different genres & elicit different emotions. Because I’m planning on editing them as I go, I’ll be posting a whole short story every ~3 days.* I opened my eyes as my messaging app buzzed audibly on my arm […]

Camp Nano – Short Story #1

Inspiration *For Camp Nanowrimo this April, I plan on writing 10 short stories that fall into different genres & elicit different emotions. Because I’m planning on editing them as I go, I’ll be posting a whole short story every ~3 days.* “So, Annie,” the banker began, adjusting his velvet tie with deft fingers as he […]

Insane World – Part 1

            “I don’t know what you mean but-” I shouted at Benjamin as the world went momentarily black and I found myself somewhere that definitely wasn’t a busy street in eastern Vancouver. Glancing around at an enormous industrial warehouse, I gasped, “Where the hell am I?” I was hanging on to the edge of a […]

Invisibility

            The dorm was quiet when I woke up; not a soul seemed to be awake, which was bullshit because there were always people up at every time of the night. Sitting up, I checked the clock and groaned when three-am shone through my eyeballs. With a yawn, I leaned back and stared up at […]

Best Piece of Advice

            The best piece of advice I can, personally, give anyone is this: when the apocalypse comes, find people who know how to meet their basic needs and side with them.             Three weeks after the fall of the human civilization, I was doing alright. I’d joined a group of hunters and farmers, which seemed […]

It, Itself and I – Prologue

She walked this path many times before to not get lost. So when the pathway swerved to a trail not yet crossed before she had nearly frozen in place. Her breath baited on her lips against the frosted February air. Fangs of cold and snap against her throat as she shivered against it’s touch. The […]

Angela Carmine

            “Today, we celebrate the life of Angela Carmine,” stated the priest at the pulpit, reading my name from a paper. I sat, or hovered or whatever you want to call it, in the back row as half a dozen people sniffed and cleared their throats near the front of the church. Glancing down at […]

Dinner With the Duchess

            “You think you’re so cool,” I muttered as the man sat down at the head of the table, his sunglasses hanging from his open collar. When we’d met outside, on a perfectly cloudy day, he’d been wearing them to look cool.             Chuckling, he winked and retorted, “Actually, I am so cool.” He put […]

Creepy

            The man hanging from the ceiling fan was babbling last night. Normally, he just hangs there and wheezes, occasionally gurgling. He was saying something about his son and my neighbour, but it was hard to tell exactly through the blood.             I got to sleep and forgot about his horridly pale skin and the […]

Martian Mixer

            The mixer was pretty lame, as far as firsts went. Perhaps the First Party on Mars had just been too good and everything after that was going to be terrible in comparison. Or, more likely, a mixer was never going to be great.             Sighing as I stood at a table in the corner, […]

Necklace Yarn

            My mother always told me stories about her necklace. They were these extravagant, amazing yarns where she was a princess gifted the piece for her love of her subjects or a warrior who protected someone wealthy and that was her reward. Sometimes, my dad, her late husband, was there, but oftentimes, she was alone. […]

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