About TooShy678


Never really sure what to say about myself. I'm quiet at first but I am an open person if asked direct questions.

Disclaimer: None of the avatars I will use are photos of me.

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17 Feb 2018 16:33
Books, writing, and music are my islands of sanity in a crazy world. Also love dance, yoga, anime, and occasionally gaming.
Favorite Books:
Way too many to list.
Favorite Authors:
Again, way too many to list.
Favorite Movies:
Dark films, especially ones that have a lot of twists and require a scorecard.
Favourite TV Shows:
Don't watch much TV, but am a pretty big anime fan.
Favorite Music:
All depends on my mood, but rock, metal, and EDM are always good for me...can appreciate anything with a good beat that I can dance to.


Date Joined:
04 Sep 2015
Last Visit:
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Stories Published By TooShy678 All Stories »

Nightmare Diaries: Hotel Linens

“Why are hotel linens always so white?” Of all the thoughts racing around in my head, that is the one that somehow manages to untangle itself from the mess. I don’t really mind though.  It means one slowed down enough to be more than an incoherent blur.  It means the medicine is starting to work.  Soon enough, I’ll feel calmer and will be able to breathe again. It’s as good a thing as any...

Added 01 Jun 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 218 | 3 Comments

Black Hole

Lying at the bottom of a black hole, just enough light comes from above to let me see the shape and size of the panic holding me there. The same moonlight glints along the edge of a steel blade held close to me. Maybe it's time to pull the lid over the hole and let the cold black cover me like a blanket, hiding everything. Just sink into the black and be done with it all. I wonder if...

Added 29 Jan 2017 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 257 | 5 Comments

Escape the Canopy

Night has already fallen by the time I reach the edge of my clearing in the forest. The air is heavy and thick with humidity, lending it that odd velvety quality that only southern summer nights possess. I look up, but the sky that I so wanted to see is obscured by low, angry, grey clouds that promise one hell of a storm, and soon. I look to the center of the clearing and see a tall...

Added 21 Aug 2016 | Category General | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 259 | 1 Comment

Lie To Me

Come here, please. I need you. I’m miserable and I am having a very hard time finding reasons to stay here. I feel lost, like I’m drifting. You promised you would never lie to me. You know how I feel about it; you gave your word. I know how sacred that is to you. But just for tonight, I absolve you of that promise. Tonight, just hold me close and lie to me. Tell me everything will be...

Added 13 Jul 2016 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 9 | Avg Score 4.89 | Views 332 | 6 Comments

Nightmare Diaries: Left Unsaid

I wake with a start, shivering and covered in a cold sweat. I can feel a scream starting, and I clamp my jaws shut hard before it can escape. I can’t remember the dream, but my heart is racing, and it still feels as though the fear and panic will strangle me. Rolling onto my side, I curl up in a little ball and try just to breathe, but choked sobs come instead. I turn my face into the pillow...

Added 09 Jul 2016 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 377 | 3 Comments

Two Years

Two years, almost to the minute. Two years since I got that call. And guess what? It doesn't hurt any less now than it did then. The only difference is now I can cry. And sometimes it seems I can't stop. I know you had to go. But I miss you terribly. I'd give almost anything to talk to you again. I know it's selfish. But, oh God, it hurts so much!!! It feels like there's a hole where my...

Added 12 May 2016 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 10 | Avg Score 4.7 | Views 366 | 12 Comments

Feed the Wolves

Look, I’m a “rip off the bandages” kind of girl. If you want to leave, just go. Pulling away slowly isn’t going to make it hurt any less. Just do me one favor, please. Take my heart when you go. Don’t worry. I’ll spackle over the hole you leave there and everything will look as good as new. I really don’t have any more use for the fucking thing than you do. Just toss it to the wolves as you...

Added 02 May 2016 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 400 | 4 Comments

Nightmare Diaries: The Clearing

I sit alone in the sunlit clearing, looking at the dark trees ringing it and waiting for you. Despite the heat of the sun, I feel cold – a chill that seems to have seeped down into my very soul. I close my eyes and turn my face to the sky and sunlight, hoping to warm myself and let the light burn away the feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach. Before long I hear footsteps moving across...

Added 24 Apr 2016 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 348 | 3 Comments

Editor's Pick Fire and Ice

On a clear, icy cold night in December, I find myself standing facing a raging bonfire. It’s the night of the winter solstice, and a group of people in this nowhere town have an annual tradition of a solstice party. Among other things, they set a bonfire and at a certain point in the night, everyone burns something that brought them negativity in the previous year. A few here really believe...

Added 17 Jan 2016 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 12 | Avg Score 4.83 | Views 500 | 9 Comments

Nightmare Diaries: Oubliette

I wake up fighting. My body is completely still, but I fight with consciousness the same way I do every night and every morning. I want to stay immersed in oblivion, but the gremlins in my head won’t allow that. They love running the dark mazes in my mind, and they can’t do that as effectively while I sleep. Finally I give up and admit that, yet again, consciousness has won. Suddenly I’m...

Added 18 Nov 2015 | Category Musings | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 364 | 4 Comments

Stories Coauthored By TooShy678

Thunder Kiss

Following these old railroad tracks and hearing thunder rolling out on the horizon, and it sounds like heavy guns that if caught by could tear me apart instead of having me standing here thunderstruck. Wondering what I can do and if I would have some help from you? Knowing there is no turning back even after having seemed to be caught out here in the open, as my mind raced wondering if I...

Added 01 Apr 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 241

Winter Sun

Sitting here and hoping I can find assurance that my doubts will finally leave with the first step being the one that’s believed in. I don’t know if I am heading down or falling from grace, and feeling those warm winds blowing here under those hard-blue skies and wondering if I am heading into the calm of an eye of a storm? Still there is no other place than I think I would rather be, though...

Added 08 Mar 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 271

A Smooth Running Gun (Revised)

Finding myself waking at the break of day to a coffee scented morning here in Paris, and propping myself up on an elbow under that red comforter as I look around and breathe in that rich coffee smell. And thinking of what was seen in the dreaming as I attempt to shake off the dark colours of the previous night’s dreams, as I stare at the dust mote filled patches of the sun’s dark light as...

Added 21 Mar 2016 | Category Romance | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 412 | 3 Comments

Prayers For Rain

In the time of my confession deep in the darkest hour of need, I can hear a dying voice coming from deep within me trying to reach out to somewhere. And I don’t have an inclination to be looking back at those mistakes I have made, and instead behold that chain of events I need to break. Trying to square those events and my not being there, as I try to hold back the river of tears that are...

Added 16 Jan 2016 | Category Musings | Votes 8 | Avg Score 4.88 | Views 392 | 2 Comments

Natural Blues

Well I’m beginning to hear voices and there’s no one around, and I’m feeling all used up and the fields have turned brown, and I feel like I am waist deep in the ground mist with the feeling like I almost don’t exist. There’s too many people to recall, some of whom I thought were friends of mine, but I was wrong about them, and reality always seems like it has too many heads, with some...

Added 16 Nov 2015 | Category Musings | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 336 | 3 Comments

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