A doctor, who specializes in skin diseases, will dream he has fallen asleep in front of the television. Later, he will wake up in front of the television, but not remember his

It was the second to the last day for the National Writing Project fellows. After a gratifying four weeks of writing boot camp, they were about to be free. Then things got weird.

When an author dies, new novels are still published, especially if the author dabbles in ghostwriting. Jimmy Raven hovered over the blank page like a miasmal cloud. Romance novels

The answer? Mustard seed. The Question?

A moose once bit my sister.

I understand why you wouldn't want someone to know that you used your own son as a guinea pig. Now he'll never be the same. He'll always be connected to the darkness in your soul

i left,soaking and wet

"What do you get when you cross a hot dog, a ball of yarn and a pink flamingo with an ice cream cone and a keyboard?" .... silence. Hmm. Tough crowd.

Standard Recipe: Set oven to Planck temperature. Insert quantum fluctuation. Rapidly inflate to homogenous quark-gluon plasma. Destroy antimatter. Form protons & neutrons

As part of our relief efforts, we paratroop care packages with the materials to make their own folding stories. The instructions are translated into 35 languages. Each kit has

And as our train left the station, a weird announcement came on the PA system. "Ladies and gentlemen, we'll be moving shortly. We're waiting for...

This statement is false.

"Taste it." "No." "Just take a taste." "No." "One taste?" "No." "At least smell it." "I don't want to." "Just a whiff?" "Nope." "I'll waft it under your nose."

"..is an adventure you will never forget - welcome to the Park of Nightmares! But I need to warn you: only the strongest of you will preserve your sanity by the end. Are you ready?

"If God is that reality to which nothing is greater, than what am I?" wondered the snail.

This story never ends, for when it concludes the very same events unfold just as I am going to relate to you now, & it is all my fault. I should have never have taken the drifter's

His resolved wavered with his equilibrium. He'd stand his ground as long as he could stand, but the tonic had been set at a much lower ratio than usual to the gin. A stupid smile

One summer before the sun had reached its place in the center of the sky, a young frog named Wrinkle was waking on his lily pad. Wrinkle had one goal before the sun went down:

Thick fog covered the valley, making it impossible to see anything more than a foot in front of him. George's eyesight was poor at the best of times. He squinted, moving slowly

I never finish what I start. I've learned to accept that about myself in old age. Well, I shouldn't say never...there was this one instance...