Category: Stories

Dust Span – Questions for Ockham

I live behind dirty walls. My knees ache. The nervous shake of the right leg is automatic. Probably to counter the ache in the left shoulder…blade. For balance. What is complete? What is complex? What is control? Comfort: The answer is not a question.… Continue Reading “Dust Span – Questions for Ockham”

Plinth – A Night Drive Story – Creepypasta Original

Hey, everybody sorry for the huge lag in uploads. Life is life as the Laibach song goes. My schedule is all topsy turvy, night is day, day is night, and I’m still in a bloody hotel. Whinging aside I’m rather happy to bring you… Continue Reading “Plinth – A Night Drive Story – Creepypasta Original”

Plinth – A Night Drive Story

He could feel every bump. Every bit of asphalt conducted via tire and frame as the rickety Honda plunged through the inky dark. He regretted the decision to take the backroads. Though in all honesty, it was more necessity than decision. The freeway required… Continue Reading “Plinth – A Night Drive Story”

Roland and Hayes

“Is there anything to be said for it?” “I really haven’t the faintest.” Two silhouettes haunched over a grave offered no prayers. Yet, it was not an occasion entirely lacking in reverence. The strange light of the lantern diffused spectrally through the fog like… Continue Reading “Roland and Hayes”

The Walls (Creepypasta Original)

There was no fear then. The shadows that the trees cast as night fell held no terror. It was comfortable to watch the world grow dark. Now the inky shadows that bleed from the closet induce panic. How did I regress to such a… Continue Reading “The Walls (Creepypasta Original)”

Tea for One (Short Story/Creepypasta/Original)

I felt the chill. Let it sink in. Now that the drunken shouts and laughter had decayed into murmurs, I was beginning to feel the night. My fire provided warmth enough for the kettle that swung on a hook above it. I however was… Continue Reading “Tea for One (Short Story/Creepypasta/Original)”

Neat Bit of Synchronicity

Positive vibes from my pocket recommends… https://www.bicycling.com/rides/a31245986/two-strangers-meet-bike-ride-journey/ So many feels… Right on maaaaaan…..

The Distance Remained

What even is poetry? I suppose it’s for when life is too weedy and wonderful for prose. We waited a long time there in the brambles, amidst the tobacco smoke, we talked for hours. What were we on about? It didn’t matter. Together was… Continue Reading “The Distance Remained”

Buried (Story Teaser)

There aren’t too many frontiers. If you gaze up you see the stars. That’s one of three scratched off the list. The other is in your head. It is the impenetrable virgin wilderness called consciousness. Which will remain forever chaste.  The heavens do not… Continue Reading “Buried (Story Teaser)”

East Berlin – Another Writing Prompt

Nothing. Nothing at all. It was reassuring. Viktor stepped away from the window breathing a sigh of relief. Max clacked in from the kitchen. The corgi stood in the middle of the floor gazing lopsidedly at his owner. It was so good that he… Continue Reading “East Berlin – Another Writing Prompt”