Posts Tagged Short Fiction

Oh, dear God, I hope someone is actually reading this. I’m dictating onto my phone and having it post live to the blog. There’s no radio coming in on any channel but my phone says it has a connection so I’m hoping this is going out. It’s 4 AM and the screaming outside escalated to […]

We had a blackout last night. As far as I could see, darkness, no streetlights, no house lights, nothing. Normally when this happens, it’s after a bad storm or high winds but it was as still as could be last night; maybe someone hit a telephone pole but it was really widespread. Again, nothing on […]

I went out for a ride early this morning. The heat is already building here and it was eighty degrees at nine in the morning so I wanted to get this tour of the city done before it was too hot to handle. The temperatures are astounding when you consider that it’s not summer. Once […]

Have you ever had one of those days where you feel like you’re in a dream but can’t wake up? It’s one of those situations where everything SEEMS utterly unreal but also plausible at the same time. You want to deny your reality and see something ridiculous like a clown on a unicycle ride by […]

Someone was scratching at my side door late last night. I was having this weird dream about octopuses—octopi?—more than one octopus, and there was this sound like someone dragging a board full of nails across a rough wooden surface. I fully woke up after the sound totally overwhelmed my dream only to find that the […]

I’m sorry that I haven’t been as diligent in my posting as during the first week of this lockdown. Things are really getting weird out there and I, like many of you, have been focused on finding enough supplies to make it through until the quarantine ends. My friends on Facebook around the country tell […]