The hour commute home offered two routes. The first option entailed a stop-and-go jaunt through the city, while the second offered a more scenic ride along a winding, sometimes tree-choked, sometimes field-lined country road. This breezeless autumn evening oral surgeon Dr. Paolo "Doc" Carbonero opted for scenic drive particularly since he found its quiescence reminiscent … Continue reading The Cloud
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Evil’s Trap
"Wait!" Eric jumped between the supervillains, his hands stretched toward the one with the pistol. "Just---wait." At the top of the steps, Neutrino sneered at the costumed hero 'Waveform' between him and his target. "Don't you ever get tired of being the only one who cares?" "Of course not." Dr. Volkow clapped Eric on the … Continue reading Evil’s Trap
Writing Prompt Help!
Jennifer Hilty is looking for prompt ideas. She's asking for: "A thing and a mood." (Examples: Squid/Happy, Apple/Sad, House/Confused, etc.) Leave your ideas in the comments here: Jennifer's Prompt Post [She writes fantasy/science fiction - in light of that, I submitted "planet/delightful". She didn't specify how long the submission window will be open but she posted … Continue reading Writing Prompt Help!
Short Story Improv: Bears Wear Pants
A few weeks ago, when one of my professors was 30 minutes late for lecture, I doodled a random stretch of story. Here's What Happened I started with the idea of adult friends meeting up (do I want it to be "modern?"). Two guys walk to the Main Guy's new home which is one of five mansions on … Continue reading Short Story Improv: Bears Wear Pants
Keep Breathing
TURNING OFF THE deserted highway, James Stipanuk held a stabilizing hand over his coffee as he guided the truck along an uneven gravel road. The narrow road slithered through quiet countryside until it terminated near the horizon at a gleaming black structure that pierced the chilled sky like a cloud-crowned monument. Approaching the end, he … Continue reading Keep Breathing
Eccentric Peace of Mind
Dr. Tristan Shadow took the second path and emerged at a pair of benches facing the lake. The fat envelope in his gloved hand wouldn't deliver itself to the Department of Medicine but he needed to sit. Not at a desk, not with a patient, not with a doctorate student seeking academic guidance, but on a quiet bench in … Continue reading Eccentric Peace of Mind