Great American Novel. Chapter One. Randy M Gravadlax's eyes narrowed as he surveyed the scorching scenery of New England. Cactus abounded as far as the distant horizon. He spurred

After school, i and my friends were going home .Suddenly,we saw a group of bullies bullying our class mate.We suddenly, took stones from the ground and started throwing at them....

Dexter's vision shook violently as his lie detection powers activated and Cera's words echoed in his brain. "Miraculously we escaped with our lives." Dexter's throat went icy cold.

Is it iconic or ironic when an poppa orc's roc pops corks in a stock IROC pumping shock rock?

As I sat there with the dessert menu I thought back to that summer day I'd made myself sick eating the whole bucket of blueberries and the folks at the church picnic never got

I'm not sure anyone was really surprised the day I screamed some pretty colorful new curse words at my boss, quit my job, and ran off to join the circus.

Bryan hissed and shook his now-burning right hand before sticking his fingers in his mouth. He glared for a moment at the offending door handle, trying to assess the best method

I drew the robe tightly about me and settled down for a nice long nap. But the robe was not a robe. It was a piece of military technology designed to kill me. Awwwkwwarrdd....

Look at this piece of wood! he thundered. And it threw a fleshly-cut tree trunk dangerously close to my feet. I stammered, drooping the ax. Umm, mister Ent... the story is not that

I was having a pleasant dream when a sound like hammering woke me. After that, I can barely hear the muffled sound of dirt covering the coffin over my own screams.

Day by Day, Night by Night, they told me to choose I chose to fight, where has it gone what i hold so dear?

Above the canopy of the palm trees surrounding them, John could see the sky beginning to blacken. He could feel the humidity in the air growing, as he wiped the sweat from his brow

I stepped across the threshold of the decrepit house and into the open air. A cold hand grasped my wrist, and I turned around to see a pale face. "Don't leave me..."

Lucifer was looking at the tiny creature with such intensity, as if it would enter spontaneous combustion at any time and didn't want to miss any second of it.

Dave was back on Earth hosting a morning talk show with the Monolith. Just before going live, Dave said, "Hey, M, maybe turn sideways and check your ratio?" M looked at Dave.

I forgot the one about the jungle fever running rampant on the asteroids of Vesuvius 6. It was , maybe, about a flat footed buffoon with an orange face selling his hats to the dead

"Reading is a disease, and writing just perpetuates it," ruminated Anton Meuble in his dim and disordered attic apartment as he languished in despair. The solitary grimy window

One slow motion step forward...now I'm closing my eyes. This is it

One day in the Leap Year I was walking to the restroom at work. We'd been informed, that morning, planned dysfunction would have only one bathroom open in the building. The 9th.

The ginger boy caught the other's eye the moment he took a seat behind the faded plastic of the bowling alley's concession stand. He ordered twelve plates of nachos...but no drink.