It was long and narrow and looked to be about a hundred years old. It was made of rope and wood that was so weathered, you almost could not tell one from the other. It looked like it might fall completely to pieces if you blew on it too hard. There was no other wayContinue reading “Chasm”
Category Archives: Short Stories
After
My name is Washte Kte and this is my story. I’ve written what will probably be my last message of hope. I don’t know how much longer they can keep the Internet functioning. It’s a wonder they’ve kept the electricity going as long as they have. I hope that my message reached the thousand orContinue reading “After”
Grace Ellen
Ellesbeth Gracelyn Nealy is about to have her afternoon tea, as she has done for most of her life. On most days, since moving a short time ago, she takes her tea alone in the little sitting alcove of her suite. Her grandson has caused her suite to be added to his house. It isContinue reading “Grace Ellen”
Daria’s Tale, Chapter 2
Recently, I posted chapter one of “Daria’s Tale,” a story I have been working on off and on for several years now. Mostly in between other projects. I was hoping to get some feedback. I wanted to know if it is too pompous? Is it relevant? Is it at all entertaining? The post garnered aContinue reading “Daria’s Tale, Chapter 2”
Daria’s Tale
There is a short novel (probably more of a novelette) that I have been working on for a number of years now. Mostly I work on it when I am between other projects. It is a huge departure from what I normally write. But it is basically a labor of love and a longing forContinue reading “Daria’s Tale”
Was my Grandmother a Tart?
With the arrival of spring, the weeds are popping up all over where I live. We have a lot of different kinds of grasses. Some of the blades are fairly wide. For some reason or other, I was reminded of how you can take a blade of grass, stretch it between your thumbs and thenContinue reading “Was my Grandmother a Tart?”
Office Intrigue
“Seriously?! You did not just say that.” Gloria was red-faced and working up a good head of steam. Embarrassingly enough, a bit of spittle had flown out of her mouth with her last remark. Timothy, Timmy to his friends, just sat there with a silly little smile on his face. The situation had been buildingContinue reading “Office Intrigue”
The Incarceration of Serafina
Day One Well, that most assuredly did not go as well as planned. What started out as a simple look-see to determine why so many of my crew have gone missing did not turn out well at all. At least they have not relieved me of my personal journal. In this way, I can keepContinue reading “The Incarceration of Serafina”
All Good Things …
She was about six and three quarters years old and she thought the day would never arrive. It had been promised and promised and always the time was not right. Patience was not always one of her virtues. Many years from then it would be. But not yet. She had been asking for a bicycleContinue reading “All Good Things …”
Heard it Through the Grapevine
“… opening another office,” said one of the employees she hadn’t met yet. A smallish woman with a bit of gray in her hair who looked to be in her mid-forties. Another employee, a bit younger than the former, she also did not yet know, who was standing at the water cooler said, “Really? IContinue reading “Heard it Through the Grapevine”