For most of his childhood, Martin took for granted the wax figures sitting in the drawing room. They were Gramps & Grandma. But one day his lively Aunt Tilly sat in waxy stillness

Pulsing mindlessly in the deep, the little jellyfish made its way towards the swimmers, its tentacles collecting food as it went. As it approached the giant, swim-suit covered

If I'm honest with myself, I really don't know what I was expecting. All I knew was that I couldn't keep the lab afloat without a major influx of cash. So I applied the balm & wait

Santa is Satan, dontcha know. Think about it. Both wear red. Both like horned animals. Both enjoy extreme temperatures. And both want to be the center of attention at Xmas.

"Yo dawg, what's crackin'?" Asked Brother Joe to Father Ted. "I was just admiring the great work of Our Lord, brother, isn't it great and miraculous? Isn't it proof that He loves

"Ball Don't Lie" was the slogan of Madame Fortuna's Magic 8-Ball Shakery & Readery. Seeing as how an 8-Ball can't knowingly tell an untruth, I couldn't disagree. Her rates were

Ginger didn't fit in to the cogwheel community of Meticulotopia, from her red locks & freckles to her bare feet. One day she stole a pony and rode to the land of floating hillocks

Dopestrong and Alberto Cuntador raced in the Tour De Dope to gain fame and fortune. The competition in men's road racing was tough and sponsors paid

So I was bored one day and decided to see how many gerbils I could indeed stuff into

I suffer from foldingstory Déjà-vu. You may think I mean when I add to a story, I have the feeling that I have seen this line somewhere before, but its much more disturbing than

"Diaries are kept by men: strong brushstrokes on smooth mulberry paper, gathered into sheaves and tied with ribbon and placed in a lacquered box."

I closed my eyes and it felt like nothing had changed at all.

The girls all lined up in the schoolyard. They had one jump rope and were ready to battle.

"Did you hear the one about the solipsist and the palimsest?" I replied that I had not. "well, you see, there was once a solipsist who owned an original manuscript of Neitsche.

"Look, if you’re smart, you’ll get in touch with Wilkins. He’s the butler. You’ll learn a lot from him. He knows where all the bodies are buried."

Gwen pulled into the parking lot of Aunt Valetta’s Sentient Sofa Bar and Grill™. She'd been starving all day, but hadn't found a thing to eat at the Turgid Stoat Sanctuary.

One day a creative writing student called Clare had to give a presentation on useful websites for writers. She hoped the clever folks at folding story would be

ART NARRATIVES FOR THE BLIND: MC Escher, White Geese flying left, Black geese flying right, repeat ten times.

His right hand was interlaced with her left hand and resting on her lap. She cradled their joined hands with her right hand. He wore a baseball cap & she had bright blond hair with

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