Liam ended with a question in the same method he uses to enter or begin something else. The inquiry for his surname, the last word to a very fundamental identity. The lack of himself not knowing what is, of a surname, so basic and yet, retains itself at the core of all persons. Liam does… Continue reading Wound – Chapter II – Psychological Thriller – 1/17/2022
Tag: Prose
Wound – Chapter I – Psychological Thriller – 1/13/2022
I Beyond the Unknown Door The first step will hurt. The first step will reopen the wound. Sometimes, it healed not back into color. When monochrome fills the skies, there comes the symptom of wanderlust to keep a person living. When those colors return, reality will sparkle. When the turn comes for someone like Liam,… Continue reading Wound – Chapter I – Psychological Thriller – 1/13/2022
Excerpt – Short Story – “Always in this Room” – 1/6/2022
She rises. Then, she falls. Her eyes drift from one corner to the next, tracing the shadows. Nothing had been forgotten where it was removed. Absolutely nothing was stolen. Each item that was placed, whether on a dresser or against the wall, remained in her heart. Nothing special was misplaced, out of proportion, or even… Continue reading Excerpt – Short Story – “Always in this Room” – 1/6/2022
“Wound” – Blogger’s Horror Novel – Synopsis
Synopsis: "Wound" takes place in a fictional town where its citizens have their bodies possessed by the spirits of the previous generation that lived here. None of the residents are able to heal from wounds, whether mental or physical. This is due to the concepts around the paranormal, that a ghost refuses to move on… Continue reading “Wound” – Blogger’s Horror Novel – Synopsis
Excerpt – Short Story – “Furthest Tears” – Chapter I – 11/13/2021
I want to part these lips for light. He chooses to open his mouth, though the blank pages remain. Whether I or him, whether the world full of silhouettes and sighs or the singular man who kneels here will want to breathe for what means to go, it goes without accepting. Short of time, and… Continue reading Excerpt – Short Story – “Furthest Tears” – Chapter I – 11/13/2021
Flash Fiction – Excerpt – “Prayers at every Rooftop” – 9/6/2021
“I think, that when I look at the night, I can see something still so mesmerizing of color as the day. I can see nothing missing in detail, never deprived of either vividness nor shape. A flawless form; though, dead with the teardrops that fell, while in desperation, attempting to raise a garden from a… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Excerpt – “Prayers at every Rooftop” – 9/6/2021
Excerpt – “Prayers at every Rooftop” – 9/2/2021
“I think, that when I look at the night, I can see something still so mesmerizing of color as the day. I can see nothing missing in detail, never deprived of either vividness nor shape. A flawless form; though, dead with the teardrops that fell, while in desperation, attempting to raise a garden from a… Continue reading Excerpt – “Prayers at every Rooftop” – 9/2/2021
Short Story – “The Empty Prodigy” – Chapter I – 8/19/2021
Colors will drain from the open wound. Upon the carpet, upon the spaces where sunlight brought in from open windows is shown warmest, as these marks are left without memory for why or when they were applied. They just were, because colors can be left behind. Color-blinded, some people are, though not ever blinded of… Continue reading Short Story – “The Empty Prodigy” – Chapter I – 8/19/2021
Short Story – “An Elder’s Springtime” – 5,500 words – Unedited
I He paces, in support of himself. His footsteps crumble remnants of a previous Autumn, for now the season is Spring. Something keeps his forward direction, though his heart requires a quilt, even as a hand to keep it company. This elder, this man, follows the sidewalk gleams, like it were a pathway of snow… Continue reading Short Story – “An Elder’s Springtime” – 5,500 words – Unedited
Short Story – Chapter I – “An Elder’s Springtime” – 8/15/2021
He paces, in support of himself. His footsteps crumble remnants of a previous Autumn, for now the season is Spring. Something keeps his forward direction, though his heart requires a quilt, even as a hand to keep it company. This elder, this man, follows the sidewalk gleams, like it were a pathway of snow for… Continue reading Short Story – Chapter I – “An Elder’s Springtime” – 8/15/2021
Short Prose – 250 Words – “Height of Her Burial” – Love Story – 6/15/2021
Still-life. A stilled life. He weeps to form a garden made from her debris. He weeps, and he cannot even leave. He weeps the funeral back into togetherness, to the final time in being the blank witness to a sunshine that distanced itself so well. It was the final time to view the light, even… Continue reading Short Prose – 250 Words – “Height of Her Burial” – Love Story – 6/15/2021
Short Prose – 250 Words – “Gift you Strength, Bleed your Weakness” – Tragedy – 5/4/2021
Curtains, as everyone's enemy. Concealment, of a human side, made as blessed. Safety was our concern, as all to everyone's fear. Though, love would not lose. Love would not depart. Not ever, safely. Not at all, without the storm. We are weary. In each other's arms, we are heavy. I've granted you the yearning to… Continue reading Short Prose – 250 Words – “Gift you Strength, Bleed your Weakness” – Tragedy – 5/4/2021