Short Stories

My short stories

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A Sign

I wrote this one off the top of my head without stopping really. I've never written like that, so I thought I'd give it a try. It came out very different.
Cherry

Damaged

He was amazed by how the slightest scent or wisp of wind could send his mind years, or decades even, back into the past, when everything was better — whether it really was better or not.

Count by Three

Something unfinished that I just put together real quick to entertain a little idea I've been mulling over. I just wanted to get it posted before I head to bed. Would appreciate any feedback.

Today I decided to Go Insane

Wrote this one without a plan and just saw where it took me.

East End

A chapter of a book I started and gave up on a while back.

Fake - IP

Rhythmic, meaningful, cryptic, thought-provoking: everything I strive for when I write. I want to write like that; I want to write like you.

I Paint Myself

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Invictus

I went from complete awe, inspired by William Ernest Henley's "Invictus," to this rant about the challenges of writing.

The Woodsman

Thwack. She heard the distant noise just as she stepped outside and again as she reached the edge of the woods. Thwack.

Caelum (Chapter 1)

“Why do we call it our second life?” Maslow asked “We call it our second life because,” Maslow’s father began, pausing to think for a moment. “Well,...

Initiation

My name’s Jawbone, and this here is my assistant, Goggles. Don’t tell us your name, because we don’t care. Goggles and I run things around here. You...
Cherry

Tomorrow

Wake up. Wonder why every time you wake up, your first thought is No. Stare bleary eyed and head swimming at the fuzzy characters on your iPhone...
Cherry

The Door

The beginning to a longer piece I've been working on. Would appreciate any feedback. Let me know if you're interested in seeing the rest.

The Door Part II

Second part of a story that I posted awhile back.

Jesus Christ, Marvin

“Well, I have this overwhelming sense that time is running out. It hangs there over me, this...this fucking haze of malformed static, buzzing and...

Let Go

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The elevators in the hallway must have been broken, they were taking forever. The office across the way was much more interesting to watch while the...

Alpha

Alpha The scent of gunpowder is still fresh in the air; the sound of the hunter’s feet crunching on dead leaves and bark is miles away now, far...