The sweet smell of her hair fills his nose as he lays in bed at night. He breathes it in deep, savoring every molecule of it. It is the scent of peace and contentment. It lulls him deep into sleep, where for a few hours, he stops existing. The soft touch of her hand, fingers … Continue reading The Memory of Her Scent
Category: Short Story
Witch-Fungus
It strikes me how a person can be told a thing, and listen to that thing, and believe they have internalized it, all without actually learning that thing. There is a major difference, I think, between knowing something as a fact, and having learned it; between recognizing that something is true and having it become … Continue reading Witch-Fungus
Newborn
I was thinking about the character on this one and how I wanted to write a story about what she became later in life, but somehow along the way I lost the actual story I meant to write. It ended up having little in the way of "story" at all, and it's more just like … Continue reading Newborn
Not Quite So Bad
“You have got to stop lying so much.” They are at the dinner table, but there is no dinner. Chelsea was supposed to make it. She has her hand resting on a fist. Her eyes are half-closed and directed outside so that it is clear she doesn’t want to be listening to Tara. Tara’s eyes, … Continue reading Not Quite So Bad
Homesick
It’s a weird thing, I guess, but I tend to get homesick for this place I’ve never been. There are a lot of places I’ve never been, of course. I mean, there are a lot of places most people have never been, but I feel particularly exceptional in that area. I’ve never really left my … Continue reading Homesick
Maybe (Probably)
Have you ever had a moment in your life, or even a longer time, where you felt like you just weren’t acting like yourself? Maybe you said something you didn’t think you meant, like making a joke about your friend being ugly, or telling another friend you hated their boyfriend even though, really, you didn’t. … Continue reading Maybe (Probably)
Frozen
He awoke to find that his room had an icy chill, as though he had left a window cracked in the night, or his heater had decided to give up its fight against the winter weather. He discovered, upon finally forcing himself out from beneath his sheets, that neither of these things had happened. The … Continue reading Frozen
An Excerpt from the Journal of Lord Rand Telmyr
Lord Ember has fallen. Perhaps that sounds overly dramatic, given that the man still lives, but I can’t seem to think of it any other way. He gave Emberhold over to Lora Drois. She’s now the ruler of his people, not him. How could he have done this? I’ve known Ember since we were boys. … Continue reading An Excerpt from the Journal of Lord Rand Telmyr
A Journey
The road upon which you walk comes up against another road, which runs perpendicular to it. You could say the road has ended, or you could say that it has split, compelling you to walk one of two ways. To the left, further down the road, is a dense forest. To the right, in the … Continue reading A Journey
Lore
“I have requested this audience because I believe that I can be of service.” King Avold stared down at the young man from the dais on which his throne perched. The boy, if he could be called that, had not so much requested the audience as demanded it. King Avold’s underlings had been afraid to … Continue reading Lore
Daydreams 