Words are magic.
I’m planning on writing a series of exposés that delve into the backstories of certain characters in my yet-to-be-written young adult novel. This one’s about Kermit… Kermit McDermit had the double bad luck of being born to parents with a […]
Continuing my series. This is definitely more of a poem than a story… Today I will write in rainbows, she said, and took out her white pen. All the colors filled the page and she began thinking of reds first, […]
My 21st story. Work is ramping up. I’m ghost writing a couple of books right now and it’s getting more and more difficult to find time to write for myself. Because of that, I didn’t edit the following story. It’s […]
I’m considering this week an intermission from my 52 stories in 52 weeks challenge. Please enjoy this TED Talk on the “surprising habits of original thinkers.” Kate Bitters is a freelance writer, founder of Click Clack Writing, and author of Elmer Left and Ten Thousand […]
Daniel wasn’t thrilled about being a prophet. Seeing into the future was a drag. So much doom and gloom—animals dying, plants shriveling up from the too-hot sun, wars, famine, general malaise. “Must be great,” people would say, “being able to […]
Story #18 is based on true events. Names haven’t been changed because I hope ol’ Ruby will stumble upon this blog someday and remember… Ruby’s voice was made of gravel and Virginia Slims. She would wake up at noon and […]
I’ve been reading some short stories lately by Isaac Asimov. His bizarre plot lines, lack of character description, and oftentimes humorous writing style has definitely influenced this story. I tried to focus on developing an interesting (and funny, I hope) […]
I’m cheating a bit this week. This isn’t really a short story, but a disturbing little excerpt from my novel-in-progress, Find Frank. I’ve had a busy week, but the good news is that I’ve managed to spend a couple hours […]
I’m writing 52 stories in 52 weeks. This is Story #15. Sparrow woke up one morning and didn’t like his feathers. “Just look at them,” he moaned, eyeing the brown and tan hues. “They’re flat and dull. What I wouldn’t […]
This short story is a little cryptic. See if you can figure it out… I stare with plastic eyes at the demon on the other side of the world. It is yellow, smooth. It wears a tilted smirk across its […]