My mother has decided that I'm going to ruin my whole life if I happen to fail one test. "It's a slippery slope, Stephanie!" is the comeback for anything I do that she doesn't approve of. Today Mom has arranged for tutoring, to "nip it in the bud"; another one of her lovely catch phrases. … Continue reading Down the Hoppy Hole (Short Story Ep. 1)
See, even Gerard Butler's excited! That sexy...crazy hot...uhem, sorry, I'll get back on track. Now, I have been a total slacker postwise these last few months and yet people read and people followed. Whether it be from laziness with your unfollow buttons or loyalty, I appreciate your continued attention. I can promise to pick up … Continue reading 300 Followers! What what!!! (Doin’ a dance!)
Here's Day 1 if you'd like to begin at the begining. The head start we gave them by burying Bob worryed me, but there was realy no other choice than to give him a proper funeral. Thankfully they're moronic pigs and leave food wrappers like breadcrumbs for us to follow. The group doesn't move easily … Continue reading Just Another Apocalypse Diary< Day 16 (Short Story Series)
Just for fun. No wrong answers..just wondering what others see. I have no preset idea of what the sketch represents. BS welcome... I drew it. Got some new, thick paper, I'm lovin it.
The jagged ridges of your thumb feel impossible to escape. That hovering shaddow of demise sweeping closer with each tentative step. Panicked, unconfident, hoping it's safest to cower in your shade. Have mercy... Fear can be a pain, plain for no one to see. Small and insignificant under your thumb, I can only think. "Is … Continue reading Squish (Poem)
I tried Tumbler this week and I just couldn't. Erased it in two days. Maybe I'm too old or uncool but damn, I just couldn't see what the point of it was. It bothered me that there seemed to be only a small percentage of original content. I also tried Twitter a while back, but … Continue reading Tumbler
So much of my true spirit is twisted and blamed on natural forces. Shamed into pulling back those words that count. Driving down my anger and need to shout. Fear that you may not like what I have to say and leave. Terror that I will show you the passion of my conviction and scare … Continue reading Allowed (Poem)
Prom Party Part 1 <-- click here to begin at the begining. 😁 "Help! Who is that?" Victor calls out. When he sees the round face and large glasses of Nelly Stenkler come into the light, he fights back a sob of relief. "It's Nelly. What's going on, are you okay?" she asks as she moves closer. Her wide … Continue reading Prom Party Part 2 (Horror Story)
You lit an ember and now it sears as it rolls around inside me. Reach into my chest and dig your fingers in, just clenching. Fill my lungs with filthy air, barely enough to feed my body. Invade my thoughts, whispering "I'm going to hurt you", never disappointing. Make me sick and tired in such … Continue reading You Again?! (Poem)
"If you don't speed it up, I'm going to leave you to the leprechauns!" Victor yells back to his girlfriend. Reminding her of the movie they'd watched the night before. Cindy's eyes dart into to the darkness of the surrounding forest. "Don't even say that Vic! I'm going as fast as I can in this … Continue reading Prom Party (Horror Flash Fiction)
