At first Sunflower had thought that the letter with no return address had been from her local insurance agency. Usually that’s what their envelopes looked like, plain with no return addresses and possibly handwritten. She picked the envelope up from the pile and looked at it closer, it was definitely handwritten, and there was no…
Category: The Unedited Version
Beauty is Pain
Marissa could barely breathe. She felt something clawing through her throat. Her breaths were ragged and gasped. Pressure was building in her head from around her neck. She tossed back and forth, tangling herself in her purple sheets. Marissa felt her throat constrict and herself gag. Fumbling with her sheets, Marissa freed herself and shot…
Love Makes the Heart Break
FUCK THIS! Literally, fuck this piece of paper. Fuck this pen. Fuck this assignment. I’m dried up, out of ideas. Fuck my job and my boss. There’s no way I can write articles about people’s exciting sex lives when I’m not having exciting sex. Hell—I’m not having any sex. I go home, make dinner, set…
Lucky
He knew he shouldn’t be doing this… the woman he loved was lying in a coma. He told her he’d wait for her should this ever happen. After a head injury several months in to their relationship, he swore he wait it out. Now… now, I’m getting hit on by some blonde bombshell old enough…
Mornings on Chipped Oak Street
The sun had just started peaking over the horizon line. It was supposed to rise at 7:07 AM. It was unlikely Link would see anything given the situation of their house – middle of the street, facing the neighbor’s house and the upgrade of the hill they sat on. Not to mention their house’s window…
The Last of The Cupboard
The last of the uncompleted, rough sketches of stories, those words trapped in my Google Docs. Here they are, from 2019 – 2021. In 10 Minutes (1.14.19) In ten minutes the world could end. There could be a massive crash on the highway outside of my office and I could be dead. A crazy ex…
A Small Plate of 2018 Samplers
2018 was a prolific year for creative pieces, just maybe not the strongest in the closing department. While I wanted this to be “The Last of the Cupboard” that will have to wait. These are the scraps, nuggets, bits and pieces, hopefully a few gems throwing in from 2018. TUF (1.18.18) Newscaster: yet another mention…
Scrub, Scrub, Scrub
More, yes more, old stories, old lovers, old everything cleaned out from my Google Docs. We are not in 2014, and if we thought the decisions inspiring my fiction were bad then, well buckle up Buttercups. Ages 24 – 27 introduced some real characters into my life. Not sure we’ll hit all the highlights in…
Cleaning Up
For the seventh or eighth time this year I’ve gotten another notification from Google telling me that my storage is almost full. What was holding the majority of that space? My Google Docs. I swoon with surprise here. Traveling back to 2012 when I first started using Google Docs, I introduce to you, ladies and…
Me & Simon
The sleet wrapped against the window sounding more like an injured monster dragging it’s broken bits along the paved path outside. Minus myself and Simon, my loyal polar bear, we’re alone in the house. We’re not supposed to be, but the babysitter cancelled due to the weather and Mom had to go to work. She…