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Great Escape*

Feeling my arms brought behind me and bound by heavy chains, as you lock them tightly in place so I can’t move with a lock that has no key. Knowing that no-one except you or I can see those heavy chains that are binding me, as I hear you ask me how long I might be able to hold my breath as you hoist me over the tank, and will I be able to hold your breath as well? As I feel the water...Read On


Catharsis Redux

It has always been a source of strength for me. The ability to cry. To allow myself the cathartic expression of emotions that seems to purge my being of pain and grief. And of the disjointed emotions of life that come upon me as I pass through the world. I use crying to wring the detritus of sorrow from my heart, and it completes me. Once again. Never in my childhood, or even beyond, was I...Read On


Midnight Blue

I ain’t losing track of what’s important and I don’t think I will be heading back to where I started, and along the way someone said that life was simple but it sure as Hell wasn’t fair. I just need to follow through and do all that I can for my heart won’t let me give in. There are things that could be different or at least been handled differently than they were at the time they happened,-...Read On



The faint trail of an essence. Certain fragrances had the ability to envelope the mind in chimera and deep desires. Leading to a search. A patient search where one's quarry could always sense the nearing danger but couldn't materialize the threat into a tangible reality. It would become an escalating game of cat and mouse. A lust exploding. A discharge of tension, the climax a victory. What...Read On


Nocturnal - Chapter 2: The Will to Fight

Chapter 2 of Nocturnal

Lycan sat alone, in his own small portion of the courthouse, pondering his new situation. He had gained their trust, and admiration, for protecting them from the vampires. The guards, he had rescued the previous night, retold the tale time and time again. Each time, the story was regaled, however, they left out the details of his transformation. He did not know if they did this for his privacy...Read On


Amber Part 25

Christmas Eve had finally arrived. After work Bruce raced home to shower and change before he headed to Amber's house to spend a few hours. Amid the festive atmosphere was talk of his agreeing to be Amber's labor coach and attend the birthing classes and what that entailed. The mood became serious and so did the look on everyone's face. Ally decided to break up this serious mood and slipped...Read On


Sword Sorcery, Dreams, Musings, Contemplation

Both groups in here are real and to the members of both, I thank you for being there in spirit as this was written, And tip my hat to all of you for being there. Laying here in a winter’s dark about the time of the change of the season, tossing and turning as the night stretches out like a long double edged blade.With these being the times when the demons arise, come forth and make...Read On



I almost died the second time, broke almost half of my bones, but I had to know. The first time was an accident, my feet hovering just a few feet above ground. I can control it now. I look over the ledge and see my city, all its pieces moving in sync. The good and horrible. There are more like me. Ones who can do things science deemed impossible. They're not all good. Maybe I can find...Read On



The lead-up is almost as fun.

Anticipation The excitement starts weeks away. We discuss the dates of our next encounter. Both our busy lives leave little time to see each other, but we carve out a little slice. Sometimes, it's a big slice. That makes me grin, as the tickets are purchased. Each day I wake knowing I'll see her again. The weeks go by and none of the little things matter. Perhaps I'm just sappy, but as...Read On


A Stud Makes A Statement

Groaning, he slowly rose up. He couldn't move his jaw. Leaning against the brick wall he recalled the conversation. "I can't understand soldiers who get piercings." "I have a stud. Did it myself, Sarge." "What? Why would you do that, Sarge?" "It's in my right ear. For solidarity. For my gay soldiers. You know?" "Oh. I see. That can be fucking dangerous." "Sure. It's worn off...Read On


What We Have all that matters

Time. Where has it gone? The day we met seems like yesterday, but it’s been years. All that time spent dancing around each other, denying our feelings, ignoring the truth. We were friends, not lovers; companions, not soul-mates. Why did it take us so long to admit our feelings? Why did we hesitate, enduring unbearable loneliness? It doesn’t matter. We’re making up for it now....Read On


Somewhere This Side Of The Rainbow

A Jack Vine PI case file

From The Files Of Jack Vine A Jack And The Giant P I Case File Somewhere This Side Of The Rainbow “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home, there’s no place like home…” It was Saturday, the day of Gladice and Jack’s wedding. Mary and me were given the dubious honors of ‘Maid of Honor’ and ‘Best Man’ by the two happy lovebirds and thus standing by their sides. Jack,...Read On


Cold Feet

My feet are cold. I wiggle my toes in my new brown boots and realize they are very cold. I wish I could take them off and warm them under my blanket. That is all I want right now, to crawl in under my blanket and not move for a long time. Not until this is all over and done with. “Are you okay?” My attention is brought back to the doctor in front of me. His dark brown eyes are looking...Read On


Quandary of Life

It is your journey, follow your own rainbows.

Quandary in definition: A state of uncertainty or perplexity. I have lived most of my life locked within a state of quandary. Trying to find out who I am, knowing the feelings I feel are real, but not knowing how to explain them to societies satisfaction. A loner within my own body, because my gender dictates how I should act and who I can, or who I can not love. Pegged by rules...Read On


A Smooth Running Gun

Bob Dylan wrote and did a song called: Rainy Day Women #12 & 39, And nowhere in his song is heard the words: Rainy day, women, 12, or 39. Finding myself waking at the break of day to a coffee scented morning here in Paris, propping myself up on an elbow under that red comforter as I look around and breathe in that rich coffee smell.Thinking of what was seen in the dreaming as I attempt...Read On


Nocturnal - Chapter 1: Fighting Back

Chapter 1 of Nocturnal

Lycan bolted upright in his bed gasping at the sensations from his waking dreams. Though it was the first night he had not had nightmares since his town had been obliterated, the dream still woke him. Breathing heavily he sat upright, still half covered in old tattered sheets; he remembered the details of the dream. The wolves surrounding him, the great white wolf standing before him in...Read On


Night of the Clippies Part Two

From Clotheslines to Killers

Part Two: Night of the Clippies A half hour later, Monroe was alert, bandaged and bruised, but sitting upright in the kitchen chair drinking a tall glass of orange juice. He borrowed the phone and called Sheriff Taylor at his home. “Hey boss. My apologies for calling you so late but –“ “No problem.” Monroe could tell he just woke him up. “What’s news?” “I’m up at the...Read On


Molly's Dreams - Chapter Seventeen

As the weeks passed I fell into a routine. Up early each morning, catch the train to work, then come home after a day of folding letters and go straight to bed. I was numb and hollow and it hurt whenever the train went past Newtown station and I thought of that dreadful day. At night I would often wake crying from a nightmare, just like when I was a little girl. Although the dreams...Read On


Unaware Alpha, Chapter 10, It's time to GO

I woke to the smell of rabbit under my nose with the slight hint of Gash. Sigh. I knew she would start sucking up to me but I didn't think it would be this soon. By my guess she thought sucking up to me would lessen her punishment, but she was dead wrong. But since I didn't eat last night I ate now, growling the whole time to let Gash know that I still wasn't impressed with her. As I munched...Read On



Detective Arjan Heiko is accustomed to the darkness that lay beneath the surface of civilization.

These excerpts represent the some of the key concepts covered in the story, as well as my writing style. I am looking for feedback regarding how well this communicates the story, the characters, the settings and the conversations in a believable and understandable way. Chapter 1 Excerpt “This is a shithole,” Arjan said to nobody in particular. “As most tourist traps are,” Torre...Read On


Will it work out?

The day it all changed

I’ll never forget that Wednesday: made redundant at my age. What now? Daphne was working, my redundancy package was okay, but I’d planned on another five years topping up my pension pot. That night, I sat at the table, papers strewn about, jotting down numbers, hoping I could afford early retirement. It was possible - but tight. I sighed, leaned back in my chair and rubbed my temples. ...Read On



That everlasting tug game our desires play

Today I want to talk to you about this thing I have, this little game I play, a little game and I’ve played it since I was as well very little. I was born a real realist you see and I knew people aren't meant to have all the things they desire, I also knew that it wouldn’t be wise from my side if while growing I kept succumbing to all the things I might covet. And that’s because if you have...Read On


Subject 01 - Chapter 1: Awakening

After waking up with no memory on a beach a young man struggles to survive and find out his past.

A young man with dark hair lies on a beach. He is clothed in a simple shirt, pants, and flimsy foot coverings like those from a hospital. As water laps upon the man’s brow and most of his torso, he seems to be agitated in sleep. The man begins to let out small, groggy, groans as he begins to start from another wave of water. The man’s eyes open as he gazes at clear blue sky with white...Read On


The Other Half

After she'd killed and buried her husband, he wasn't happy.

He stared out from behind the glass of the small frame, the picture taken 22 years ago as he stood on a beach, the sea behind him beneath a cloudless sky. She wanted to feel emotion at his passing, wanted to shed a tear, but she couldn’t. He hadn’t been a bad husband, and he certainly hadn’t been good, but then neither had she. Yet he had seemed to treat her as though she wasn’t really...Read On


Powerful Love - Chapter Five

Some people may come and go but others are permanent

Chapter Five - Oasis Once Nick opens the door, he gestures for me to go through ahead of him and I quickly move past him. When he ducks through the door he takes my hand and leads me to the front counter where a young girl is standing and waiting to serve customers. “Hello, Nick. Is this Oasis?” She asks with a grin on her face. “Yes, this is Oasis. Oasis, this is my sister...Read On


Waypoint Five

Fleeing a devastating war a woman arrives at a distant colony with a mysterious cargo.

08/12/214 (Adjusted Calendar) You're not supposed to dream in frozen suspension. Certainly not a dream of a small child with your ship's engineer's eyes. The image flickered for an instant behind Mana's closed eyelids as the transparent cover of her tank spat open, simultaneously draining the freezing suspension fluid into a reservoir underneath her, the whirr of the pump motors more felt...Read On


Remember Them

A dying civilization sends out a last message into the universe.

For millions upon millions of years, it drifted through space alone. At a time when trilobites swarmed through the seas of earth, it had been cast out of its home solar system. A wandering star had passed too close, and its gravity had ejected it from its orbit. Left behind were its stars and fellow planets as it was cast into the cold darkness of space. Until, at last, it found a witness...Read On


Stiletto Hell: Sole Survirors

These shoes were made . . . for Killing

It was late April. Harold Bailey, stiletto attack survivor, woke up with that queasy feeling in his innards. For months, he’d contemplated spilling the truth to his wife about that fateful Halloween Eve, but knowing how inconceivable his encounter was with the satanic shoes, he could not divulge a word. “No,” he said to himself gazing at the bathroom mirror after a brisk tooth brushing....Read On


She is A Dreamer

As she started to wake she did not want to open her eyes and let others know she was awake just yet. She had to get her thoughts together. She had to remember what story she would tell this time to make them believe her. She listened and very carefully opened her eyes so slowly. Until she was sure she was alone in the hospital room. Yes, it was a hospital room. She did not remember being...Read On


Mardi-Gras 1: The Telescope of Charon*

A Speculative Look at Purgatory (The Middle Ground Between Heaven Hell)

This one was an idea I have toyed with,- And was triggered after reading a short story about the concept, As well as Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle’s version of Dante’s Inferno, Which kind of set the things in motion you see here as an idea come to life. Standing here on my own in the district or quarter known as Saint Cecile, knowing that only ashes remain after one passes...Read On