Short Story


  • Drabble: Blah blah blah

    Prompt: Blah blah blah The words won’t come, but you can’t force them. The keys on the keyboard won’t press themselves any more than sheer concentration will push the ink out of the pen. Words are finicky brats and are quite easily frightened. They bubble up out of an intangible haze, but just as you…


  • Drabble: A Father’s Lament

    Prompt: Ran Away You left when I wasn’t looking, you didn’t even say goodbye; is that any way to treat your father? I’m left alone once again, a broken husk of what I used to be. I move between extremes, wondering if I’ll ever forgive you, but knowing that I will. I wish a thousand…


  • Drabble: Over the wall

    Prompt: Over the wall Even if you stand on your tip-toes, you’ll never be able to look over that wall. It’s lived too long, known too many other nosy children to topple down just for you. On the other side you can hear voices: the clinking of glasses, a woman’s laughter, the lilting tune of…


  • Drabble: Ahead of Time

    Prompt: Ahead of Time I can always tell when I’ve arrived too late. There’s a shift in the atmosphere that I can feel in my gut. In an ideal world, I could just leave and travel back again to an earlier time, but it isn’t that easy. You would think that time travel would give…


  • Drabble: Smoking a cigarette

    Prompt: A man is smoking a cigarette. Make me understand what he’s feeling without using any ‘thought’ verbs. Leathery skin spoke of how many hot summers the old man had seen regardless of how his hands shook. The bright white near his roots was a stark contrast from the cheap black hair color he had…