Tag: Fiction

She Sells Seahells – Part One – (Original Story)

I was breathless. I was ecstatic. The soft sand propelled me forward with a rhythmic dampened crunch. I was a little tipsy. My friend seven years my senior lagged far behind. Not only was he older, but the call center hadn’t exactly improved his…

Artie – Steampunk Concept and Musical Theme

The recording is a voice memo I left to myself Thursday night after listening to Matt Elliots drinking songs and trying to fall asleep. I also added a slideshow of hastily sketched concept art set to a little musical theme I worked out on…

The Prosaic Wall (Full Story Link)

Due to my schedule I have to write things in sections to keep a steady output. I know that some people prefer reading a story in full on one page. So I’ve made that possible. Click on my patrydork link to read my recent…

The Prosaic Wall – Part Three – Finale

‘Not good.’ What was I going to do? These folks were bold. They’d hopped the wall. An action which in light of their recent conversation lent a truly sinister impression. The good thing was they weren’t walking up the length of the wall. If…

The Prosaic Wall – Part Two (Short Story)

      “Isn’t a bit early for that…” I grumbled aloud at the strong cigarette odor that had roused me from the haze of sleep. It was then that I realized the bed I occupied wasn’t a fold-out couch in a grungy little…

The Prosaic Wall – Part One (Short Story)

I suppose that given my choice of title you are going to assume that this’ll be some sort of symbol-laden existential pontification. Hate to disappoint but today’s story is short on that sort of trendy ennui. The wall is not some hardly clever Floydian…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 4.2 – The Genevive

The Genevive was large enough to support sixty-five people. With an endurance of two or so months. The German Navy’s newest toy, a SWATH hulled behemoth dubbed Planet, could only carry about forty personnel. This vessel didn’t seem to have much of a size…

The War Witch (Short Story)

It was a humid evening amid the pines. What’s worse, the approaching night carried fog in its wake. Certainly, a wake would soon be needed. We were in the tall grass. Cradling the cruel black adonized purpose of our automatic rifles as if they…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 1.6 – ‘Is there anybody out there…’

1.1  Sketch of Sam Monroe 1.2 The Cajun Prayer 1.3 The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter One: The Cambridge Gable Scene (‘Gator is Waitin’) 1.4 The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 1.4 – The Cambridge Gable Scene – (Horticulture) 1.5 The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter One: The Cambridge Gable Scene (‘Gator is Waitin’)

Chapter 1.1: Sketch of Sam Monroe ‘Chapter 1.2:’ The Cajun Prayer This is a book that I will upload as I write it. This is still technically part of Chapter One like the rest of the entries. Chapter One – The Cambridge Gable Scene ‘Gator…