Seventeen-year-old Liss Taylor wants nothing more than to be normal. All she wants is to graduate high school, go to college, and marry her childhood sweetheart. But she knows normal is something she can never be. The constant nightmares of desolate wastelands and the tattoo she was born with are proof enough; normal...
Highest rank in General Fiction- #882 "I've always loved these kinds of days, I know you do too. Remember when we sat here on the porch, and drank our coffee in these mugs? I told you my deepest secret, and you never judged me. This swing on the porch, is growing old now, Just like us, I fear that it will break under...
Ty, a shift manager with an alcoholic wife, creates a female replicant in a dystopia veering toward full mechanization. For Ty, the surreal drudgery of working in a retail environment is interrupted when robotic interfaces are installed at his job. Any protest of the machines will prompt Prominents to place him in a r...
A collection of my original lyrics, stretching through a wide variety of genres.
Top 10 for the #TNTHorrorContest! What is it about death that makes folks so hungry? For Eric Norby, it's an obsession. Lovingly crafted, home-baked, funeral-infused hot dishes are simply to die for...and he'll do anything to keep them coming.
COMPLETE This is a sad little one shot I wrote. It started out as an entry for a contest, but ended up writing itself completely against the prompt so I wanted to share it separately than the edited version for the contest.
