For most of his life, he had thought people were basically Good. He believed most people wanted to be nice to one another, and that, given the choice between hurting someone and not, that most people would choose not to do it. He thought the place he lived was safe and that the people there … Continue reading Diner Date
Tag: Short Fiction
Another Way
This day had always seemed so distant. It wasn’t that she thought it would never come. She likes to think of herself as a realist. She knows that time continues to march on heedless of her desires and reservations. Still, within the confines of her mind, it seems like it was only last week that … Continue reading Another Way
On the Couch
It started in a way that might have been an accident. We were sitting on opposite sides of the couch, watching anime together on Netflix. Conner was curled tight around the pillow on the right side, his feet pulled up onto the couch. I was lounging on the other side, head resting on my hand, … Continue reading On the Couch
Better
You think you know yourself. You think that, among other people in the world, you are the foremost authority on you. It makes sense, right? There’s nobody else that can get inside your mind, to feel and hear and see your thoughts in the way that you can. Nobody perceives the world quite like you … Continue reading Better
The White Mask
I wasn’t the type of person who went to many parties in college. If I had to guess, I probably went to only one a week, or maybe every two weeks, depending on my mood. I just didn’t really like the atmosphere. The loud music, the alcohol, the smell of pot and sweat — it … Continue reading The White Mask
Becoming, Part XIV
Becoming, Part XIII I once thought that I was invincible. I think you can see how I arrived at that conclusion. After all, nothing in the span of my years had ever presented a true threat to me: not my siblings, not animals I encountered in the woods, and not humans, who I had once … Continue reading Becoming, Part XIV
Some Men Are Meant for Murder
I wouldn’t say that we have a “military family,” but two members of my family have served in the armed forces: my father, and my mother’s brother. They served during the same time period, in the same country, yet they never knew each other until my father started dating my mother. Despite that, they shared … Continue reading Some Men Are Meant for Murder
Meant to Be
Oko loved video games, but video games did not love him back. That’s how he thought of it. He didn’t mean it in the literal way, of course. He knew that video games didn’t have emotions, and that their developers didn’t spare any thoughts for him, particularly, outside of the rest of their consumer base. … Continue reading Meant to Be
Camille, Pt. 3
Camille, Pt. 1 Camille, Pt. 2 Camille began to walk. She squinted up toward the canopy, trying to get her eyes to focus well enough on the trees high above her to discern her orientation. The world looked so different from this angle. All she had was the border between clearing and wood to try … Continue reading Camille, Pt. 3
Camille, Pt. 2
Camille, Pt. 1 I originally meant to finish this today before work, but I don't think I'm going to quite get there in time, so I'll cut it short for today. I hope for the conclusion to come tomorrow. The light of consciousness came back to her, slowly, and with the realization that at least … Continue reading Camille, Pt. 2
Daydreams 