When I was writing my capstone project, Seedling (seriously, check it out on the page), I was much too eager to write in all of my problematic relationships and using my main character as the funnel for some personal vendettas. No, really, I melted the face off one character who was loosely based off an …
Tag: short stories
Drowning in the Shallows
I admire John's eager love for the beach, the ever churning ocean waves, and the recklessness of swimming to far out islands and buoys barely visible from the sandy shore. A wildness comes out in him at the beach, when the sun is high and hot, the water cold and rushing up past your shins. He's extremely playful like a Labrador set free in a dog packed dog park, but I was so timid and downright terrified when first standing in the damp, cool sand.
Beautiful Destruction on Glory Road
The following short story was one I wrote back in high school. It won an honorable mention in a county-wide contest, which was remarkable enough to post my picture in the city paper. I was surprised because I honestly hated this story, loathed this character I created, and still do. But to this day, it's …
The Moth In My Chest
Warning: the following post contains self-harm habits and mental health distress. Reader should proceed with caution. I have learned to embrace the wiggle-tickle in my chest. It's been there since I was small and the morning of each school day was framed with a nervous outlook that never changed, except perhaps on Fridays when I …
What Does a Wayward Writer Write?
My life hasn't gone how I planned. Who can say differently, though? When I was a know-nothing kid, I thought that things would align easily. The teachers made it seem like things would, so long as you behaved and got good grades, though. Everything will just fall into place. So I made an age-marked goal …
A Christmas Memory
The night was still young yet already pitch black by the time the airplane made it to its destined gate. I paced between the two areas for exiting passengers up the large and long hall of the Will Roger's Airport. The airport isn't a huge one, but with only one plane left to arrive for …
Scary Stories For Halloween!!!
It's here!!! Happy Halloween to all and to all a spooky, scary night!
Short Horror Story: Damsel
Hello, lovely readers! I hope you're having a great week. I wanted to post this today before I get carried away with the rest of this busy and somewhat stressful week. The cold is settling in, the leaves are starting to turn, and the ragweed is annoyingly high which means I can't breathe through both nostrils at once.
Short Horror Story: One For Sorrow
Hello, hello, friends! I hope all of you are having another great week in this amazing month. The weather is cooler, the days are shrinking, and the best time of year is upon us! I have to say thank you so much for everyone who has been reading these shorts and commenting, liking, and even sharing the blog to others! You don't know how much that means to someone who always wanted to be a writer but can only do it as a hobby (I planned on being a big shot novelist living in NYC when I was in high school. Let's all have a big laugh in 3...2...1...)
Short Horror Story: The Most Important Meal of the Day
Okay, I cheated with a three sentence story, so sue me (but please don't, I'm poor). Enjoy this week's installment of my Short Horror Story series!
The World of Abigail Rose 