If I do well on my exam,

I lost everything but my

He told the women that Gabriel had told him that he was to father the new Messiah. He also told him that the demons also knew and would try to stop him. So he needed to have sex wi

So I asked her. "How can I help you make your dreams come true?" She held up the Happy costume.

The memory of it was stolen between the steering wheel & being outside. Somehow in that interval the memory that I was actively remembering was stolen. I suspect a state bound gnos

It was 10:00 am and she had to leave at 8:00 am to go to school but she didn't care. She didn't care if she wasn't going and she didn't care if she would get in trouble

across the ocean, a vast distance of thousands of miles, means nothing in space distance, but to two people who never see each other again, it is an endless space

As we know it, the world is coming to an end. Hell on Earth, world poverty has heightened , deaths per 1000 live births per year have peaked over a billion while old beings---

“Yum!” exclaimed Al. “There’s nothing like a fudgsicle!” Ed lost his composure and laughed. “Al, that’s not a fudgsicle you’re licking!” Al looked at Ed incredulously. “No, that’s

Can you believe that I, the most sickly and frailest of all my brothers, outlived them all by generations?

I've got a feeling, I'm going to lose that one that I just kicked out of. Right after I had it worked out.

The name of this story is The Suitcase. It takes place in 1974 on the banks of the Maumee River just north of Toledo, near where it runs into Lake Erie. It opens upon a boy & girl.

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.

Aubrey was eight years old. Why was he being bothered about college? To hell with a career in a future mad world! Unfortunately he was cursed with a cool mom: Helicopter Mummy.

The plastic Meneki-neko slowly beckoned with his battery powered paw. For as long as he could remember he had stood near the shop door, beside a row of Imari porcelain Nemuri-neko.

In a dreary November, I set quill to foolscap. A novel in a month? How was that even possible? And so I began with my first sentence...

Erica Squidmore lived in lavish but empty luxury far from the seaside shanty of her marriage -- murder charges cleared and ghosts banished, but still haunted by her late husband's

I crept into my bedroom & slowly eased my sock drawer open. There they all were, nestled together dreaming happy socky dreams. I knelt down, took out my melodica & tootled a

She let out a strangled cry as a furry hand gripped her forearm. It sure didn't feel like a dream, but she couldn't recall anything that had hairy hands and opposable thumbs.

"The gate is closing!" screamed the henchman, kicking his legs giddily as he waves his arms in a triumphant stance. He was probably even more excited than the actual participants.