Distress Stories

Elsa meets Henry Graham, a hermit traveler with a power he sees as a curse. They feel a connection because they both experience loneliness and sadness for not being 'normal'. Unfortunately, fate grants them only seven years before the curse extinguishes Henry's life. How will their love story unfold during the time fate has allotted them?

Ragnhild Eilifsdotter is a Huldrekin, people related to the trolls of Norway, but more human-like. The men kept the people living under hill for centuries, so as soon as they were let out she moved to Seattle to experience some freedom. Unfortunately even the New World has rules and Ragnhild has to do a favor for a troll, always a tricky prospect.

"Love... It can bring you across the world, the seas and the skies. That's what love is." Ten years ago, Kayla Harris fell in love with Infinite Distress. What could ten years of one-sided love do to a person? After all, love makes us all blind to the things around us. Packed with a list of hotel reservations, cash and a bunch of concert tickets in her hand, Kayla is up for the challenge to travel the world with Infinite Distress and witness their world tour like it was her own. With the love that coexists with the world around her, Kayla might not only experience the love between her and her favourite band, but between two people who have been searching for what makes life really worth living.

Flash fiction for the Weekend Write-In

Stitching life's tales together any which way... This is a patchwork collection of accounts from my life. Every word is true! Well, ALMOST every word. Some tales need just a little embroidery.

Love is a complex web of emotions, and even the strongest relationship can be tested by misunderstandings and miscommunications. Follow the journey of the couple as they navigate the challenges of love, forgiveness and personal growth.

Cam's in her late twenties. She has a stable job, a supportive partner and a well-kept home. She's come a long way since that disturbing childhood of hers. One her partner, Oliver, is yet to discover. From a broken home, an abusive relationship with her mother and an unlikely future, Cam struggles to relive that reality when she travels to visit her Father in hospital. But is it a reality or is it just a bad memory coming to life around her?

A personal poem of the day I found my mother lifeless

Exploring the depths of emotional manipulation, this poem reveals the speaker's desperate longing for escape from a person who consistently diminishes their confidence and self-esteem. It's a raw expression of the struggle to maintain hope in the face of constant negativity.

Part 2 to Bloody November "It’s been five weeks since I slit my throat, five weeks since Mr. Terry was sent to the hospital because of the attack, five weeks since I last saw Wes’s face; since I last touched him. I’ve forgotten what he feels like now. Five weeks can make all the difference. In five weeks, my father and the police department have not given up hope that they will find the killer, the monster behind all our nightmares. In five weeks, there has been no further evidence the monster even exists outside my imagination. The police have no clues and are just as oblivious as ever. But my eyes have been opened. It’s been five weeks since I was released from the hospital; five weeks since I’ve last spoken. After five weeks, Sarah’s smile still haunts my dreams."

Penning down the extravaganza of thoughts that waltz in my head each day. Some dead, some alive, some barely breathing, but each one of them complete in it's isolation Some glooming, some blooming, some reflective and true, Some shrouded in shadows, dipped in the terrors of the night and cynical too. Each coming from a place deeper than the heart and the physical body, each coming from a place called home. "The only thing we ever had Is what we give away" ~Louis Ginsberg

All the following are compositions of short stories that I have collaborated into a single "document" if you will. Enjoy! :)

When Devin, a young and powerful sorceress, has her soul ripped to pieces the only things her friend, Connor, can do is try to put her back together. But will he be able to get all four pieces back? And defeat a powerful and nameless sorcerer?

He suddenly woke up, jolted by an overwhelming warmth that wrapped around him like a fuzzy blanket on a chilly morning. The young man blinked a few times, his senses slowly coming to life as he darted around the room, confusion etched across his face. Where was he? How did he get here?

A young shy and broken boy moves to a new town, due to his fathers job, he feels alone, broken, has dreams in his head, he met new people in the place, but would that be enough? is there somone who can complete the emptiness he feels?

Death's cutch is hard to escape, but watching him clutch onto another's life is harder, especially if it is a loved one's. His grasp can reach all you see, even all that you believe. Death shall never leave, it will always love and consume the ones that have ran away, escaped it's clutches and grip. Now run, and find something, anything to fight against its pain.

In modern-day New York , Riley is a brilliant physicist whose work in time travel technology leads her to an accidental trip into the past, where she meets Edward, a handsome warrior from medieval England. Drawn together across time, their love seems impossible, and their challenges numerous, as Riley must fend off the dangers of her own era, while Edward must protect his kingdom. Will their love stand the test of time?

A normal high school girl, dealing with your average high school things, but what happens to seventeen year old Blake when her biggest internal struggles come fourth causing her a nightmarish reality.

Just my poems, in case your wanting to read them. Have a lovely day/night 💜 Lynn