The COVID Chronicles

The COVID Chronicles

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The COVID Chronicles is a collection of short stories inspired by the 2020 pandemic. These stories talk about ghosts during quarantine, clandestine missions, and the drama of everyday battles, among others. The short stories are standalone and independent of each other. You may read them in any order. Navigate through the stories quickly by checking out the Table of Contents at the top. This was written during the actual pandemic period as a passion project of the author. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do! ***This is still a work in progress and more short stories will be added soon.
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2020
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Epic dystopian road trip. Grocery store hook-ups can be awkward, sexy or dangerous-be careful what you tinder. Tabitha comes home to a grizzly scene. In an opiate haze of brain swelling and grief, she begins her odyssey fueled by jealousy, mistaken identity and social media. Matty and Elaine embark on a secret mission to the tech mecca of the west coast. Move along at break-neck speed into the dark wasteland of the pandemic; pulse throbbing like a fresh cut vein, flying down highway 69 in an Oldsmobile with a trunk big enough for a body. Wanna ride? Shadows in the flames flicker and spew forth strange figures. A cold wind twists the night into a howl. Zombie ants dance till a fiddlehead fern sprouts from their brain goop and unfurls itself like an alien tentacle. Cheap motels found in desolate storms on the flat wastelands of the Midwest promise addiction and death.

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