Short Story: Perfidy

The lights flickered as the sound of thunder rattled the windows before going out, casting Edmund into darkness. The sound of wind and torrential rain lashed against the window as he fumbled for a lighter. He cursed the decision to quit smoking, a decision forced on him by his wife. He cursed his inability to …

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Short Story: Fealton’s Trial

"Adventures are for the young," Fealton groused as he sloshed through the muddy field, a pack thrown over his right shoulder. Ahead of him, a warrior led the way, followed by a few other guards. Behind him, a contingent of dwarves grumbled, having to cooperate with humans and elves. Fealton, though human himself, was beyond …

Content moved

I just got done moving all my content from my previous blog. It only took two hours of complete annoyance, and sitting in a coffee shop drinking my now cold coffee. I still have some housekeeping to do, mainly with updating links and such, but otherwise I'm up and running. The hard part will be …

Short story: The Confession

Marcus stood there in a state of shock. He couldn't move, frozen in place, petrified by the sheer misfortune of being found out. He was half dressed, panties, pantyhose, and a bra, a skirt in hand, his girlfriend's sweater on the bed. "What the fuck, Marcus?" Tina exclaimed once she found her voice, having been …

Short story: Secrets

Molly sat stunned by the revelation. She had known there was something not quite right between her and the man she had planned on marrying. Was she still planning on marrying him, or would she call it off and take the chance on finding someone new? Across from her sat Steven, his hands clasped together, …

Short Story: The price of love

Love is stupid. Yeah, I said it. Maybe love makes people stupid, or at least makes sane people do stupid things. Maybe it's part of it, or all of it, or maybe it's just me. I don't know. I used to know, just like everyone's an expert until you're mired in something and you realize …

Short Story: Roadtrip

He kept his eyes resolutely locked on the sign ahead, ignoring what was happening outside. "Aren't you done yet?" he asked. "Don't look!" she cried out. In spite of himself, he looked out the passenger-side window, but all he could see was the top of her head. A few moments later, she stood up, pulling …

Hours to go

Nanowrimo starts in a little less than five hours. Unfortunately for me, I'll be in bed asleep. I have to be up at four so I can be at work by six. Luckily, I'll be out early in the afternoon, and I'll have plenty of time to write. A group of writers will be meeting …

Short Story: Fortitude

I've always admired those who possess an inner strength, a source of conviction in themselves that sees them past the dark moments in their lives. My mother had it when she kicked that bastard of a father of mine when she caught him cheating on her with the neighbor's daughter, my former babysitter. I witnessed …

Short Story: Nice Guy

Lance sat alone, stirring his Jack and Coke with his finger, gazing morosely at the clock above the bar. He would have preferred to have stayed home, not wanting to meet the woman whom had already kept him waiting almost half an hour, but she had begged and pleaded until at last, in exasperation, he …