Norman liked flapjacks, Yahtzee and ZZ Top which made him a perfect

once there was a monster in my closet. he was big and hairy. so hairy I

I bandaged my oozing toe with a strip of cloth I'd cut from an old shirt, winced, cussed as I put my sneakers back on. I really needed to control my temper. If I didn't stop kickin

"Katmandu! Australia! Fermentation and defenestrations! There are only a few things that these words share in common and if you can guess what they are I won't

No question. Transplants were needed. But usually donors remain anonymous.The testaments both stated they'd only accept each others tissues so Brad & Angie truly became Brangie

Sarah Lanecrush was meanest girl that ever existed in Orange County. Her only friends were people that she'd impaled on her bitchy conversations and still writhed in pain

So the old lady opened the bank's letter. "We regret to inform you Ma'am but we are foreclosing on your shoe." She didn't need this. She had so many children, and now this?

She told me her name was Luca and that she lived on the second floor. Her story was so heartbreaking that I knew it could make me rich some how. So I stole it and put it in

Sipping tequila was her way of telling me that the night had only just begun. Walking over to her I spotted

"Candy is a whore's name," she said disgustedly. "Or maybe a stripper. Has a Candy ever won a Nobel prize or

Terry was good at really chess. In fact, he was something of a prodigy. Of course you'd never know it since

Something crashed hard on the balcony. I looked out, but the light from the living room only extended a foot or two though the sliding glass door. The glass fogged and cleared.

The delivery had been late and the package beaten up intentionally. When you write "Fragile" on something, it's an invitation for destruction, but this package was spared by a

He dialed in the coordinates. This hydrogen cloud would destroy the hull of the NT-4140. It was a pleasure craft, used to tour the rings of Saturn. But the coordinates switched to

She opened the coffee make. "Uh, Delilah? Where are your coffee inserts." Delilah cocked her head, "What, you mean filters?" She said, "What's a filter?" The blank stare on her

Seth's diet had slowly degenerated over the course of the past months. His time as a restaurant critic was of no use to him on a strict regimen of grubs, crickets and leeches.

Such a fall had never been attempted, at least not with the intent to live. Who would be fool enough to expect survival when sky diving without a parachute, but he'd seen it done.

The light flashed on his answering machine. He stood next to it, wishing he could listen to the messages, but those times were gone. Beside it was a list of songs after his eulogy

All of the creativity just drained out of my head. Like it had been sucked out with a Kirby vacuum cleaner by a salesman who wasn't going to leave the house until he'd sold that

My name is Sarah. I live in a pretty house on a pretty street with my pretty family. On the outside, my life is perfect. But like most, I have my demons. This is my story.