"Then that settles it," Flore said. "You don't want to move here, and I can't leave. We're done." She hesitated, though she hated herself for it as she heard herself waver, "Aren't we?" Her phone screen had gone dark. She…

There is one thing you can count on, though using the word “permanent” to describe it may appear contradictory and meaningless, as the two ideas seem to cancel each other out. One thing that is forever so, always in residence,…

A Directive has been issued. We are not permanent here. We are temporary. Management wants us to realize beyond any doubt that we can be replaced at any time, that none of us is absolutely necessary. In other words, we…

At eight in the evening, Vince was home alone, thinking. His three-year-old half-brother was staying overnight at his dad's house. As usual, Vince's mother was out, God knows where, drinking & drugging. If I go through with my plan, thought…

Vince woke up screaming & yelling. "No! No! Please!!! He clutched his blankets as he peered down into a deep, dark, dank, bottomless pit. Crap! The month was October, & Mister Geronimo had introduced "The Pit & the Pendulum" to…

After performing a 3 and a half hour loud raucous Broadway musical ( Les Mis) with a 30 piece orchestra playing full blast the entire time, I’d come home, turn on NO music, take a hot shower to wash off…

(Note: I'm using this site to help me work on my novel. Right now, I'm working on this character's backstory.) My mom had always worried about me getting hurt. Even before the accident. “Is it really necessary to drag Jess…

Stop. It is easy to think that I have to keep going but I'm not sure that's the answer. Yes, the novel is still bubbling, and the plants won't plant themselves, and the emails! the emails surely don't answer themselves.…

Tell me….” my child said to me. “Daddy, tell me!” “I can’t. It’s a secret.” Little Lilac looked so disappointed, i decided to stop torturing her - after all, how much suspense can a 7-year old little girl handle?- “Ok,Ok,”…

"So what did you say to him, hunh?"" "I, I was crying, sobbing, because my mouth and throat, felt bruised and already started to swell up, but I managed to yell--'Get out! Get out! You must live in a different…

Roberta Ell was born in Hell She said, "Oh, well-- Isn't Hell swell? Hell's nice 'n warm, As warm as toast, Not Everyone's here, But--almost! From Hell she worked Her way out & up-- By helping others & sheer good…

The sun falls below the Pacific horizon & the sky becomes dark. Another night, another day. The darkness of this night holds forth a promise of refreshing sleep, morning light, & a new day. This darkness is not the scary…