First Day By Ryan Diminick
I backed into the parking spot, making sure I had enough clearance on each side. The first attempt brought me too close to the black SUV on my right, so I decided to pull forward. Once I straightened out
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I backed into the parking spot, making sure I had enough clearance on each side. The first attempt brought me too close to the black SUV on my right, so I decided to pull forward. Once I straightened out
Continue readingThe artist was seated at the top of the cliff when I clambered over the edge.
“Did you find it on the way up?” he asked. “Fulfillment?”
Continue readingThe Agency hired me so if anything went wrong they could claim I was acting on my own hook. We’d only just opened up diplomatic relations with Dokpur, and things were still delicate.
Continue readingFrom the comfort of his airline-assigned seat, Terry watched the storm raging outside his window. Terry hated to fly. Bumpy flights like these were the worst. Terry decided to get his mind off the turbulence the only way he knew how:
Continue readingIt was perfect.
Sasha Smith stood staring up at her new, upstairs apartment, smiling.
Continue readingIt was going to be a long night, Kyle realized as he looked over the three paragraphs he had typed for his two page Spanish essay due the next morning. It was 8:35, which meant another hour of writing,
Continue reading“Where are you going at this hour?” Fiona stood in the doorway, a hand at either side of the frame.
Percival thought about trying to explain, then shook his head. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Continue reading“Good night, Billy. Sweet dreams.”
“Daddy, wait! Could you check for monsters under my bed?”
Continue readingMy wife and children went to Washington, D.C. for Halloween weekend. My legendary “to-do” list was anchored by the two words PAINT BASEMENT.
I was appreciating the tranquility whil
Continue readingI had to save him. I couldn’t let him die.
With all the ‘zombies’ in pop culture, you’d think someone would have gotten it right.
Continue readingSlow down Hayley says slow down, you’re speaking too fast. She says she better sit down so you find a place to sit so the room and the world will stop spinning. It just happens to be a bed, and she laughs
Continue readingThey never spoke about what was at the top of the old oak stairs. No one spoke a word when a curious child wandered away from his parents and crept up those ancient oak stairs. They did not attempt to stop him.
Continue readingWe don’t publish classic fiction as much as we used to, but we couldn’t resist rerunning this awesome Edgar Allan Poe story for the Halloween season.
Continue readingThis time, the two lines were unmistakable.
“It can’t be” I thought, “I have not missed a single day of the pill for the past three years”.
Yet there it was; two red snake eye slits staring right at me.
Continue readingI didn’t even have time to get annoyed at the man squeezing past me in the stairwell before I realised he was on fire. He didn’t seem to care himself and by then he was already so far ahead it didn’t seem appropriate
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