L.C. Schäfer

Joined May 2020

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Sometimes writes under S.E.Holz

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Raven's Flight
Allie panted, tree bark scraping her sharpened shoulder blades. Am I deep enough in the forest? How far is it to the road? Have they realised I'm gone yet? Please, no! Don't let them realise till morning…
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Not an Amazon Ad
Dani was folded up in her computer chair, face alight with the glow from her monitor. Turning, she took her headphones off.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
His Raven. Top Story - September 2024.
The first time she ran away, they shaved off her hair. Allie sat on the dirty floor, gripping her knees, and surrounded by the ruin of her long black tresses.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Like a Raven's Wing
Strong arms grabbed her from behind, dragging her away from the streetlamp. A hand stifled her scream... + Blame Jennifer Lawson. Already so successful at twenty-two! Allie, almost twenty-one, had accomplished nothing. The best years of her life were passing her by. Blame her parents, her tightly religious upbringing. Blame Curtis.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
the moon, the page, and the papercuts that just.won't.bleed
Today, I sit with my pen poised over The Page. Well does it earn those capital letters today My Nemesis. Sometimes the page is friendly. A well-coming well. Yawning in a most inviting way.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Poets
Suspected Artisan Attack
Rich people ruin everything. Normal people get by with their oysters, cobbled streets, brown bread, and Land Rovers. Then, privileged turds cotton on “this is tasty/healthy/quaint/convenient/whatever” and it all goes to shit.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
The Price
Chloe Nelson was only eight, but as far as Mrs Nelson was concerned, darling Chloe's perfect shoes were on a path to great things.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Easy Sultana Loaf Cake
I hate fruit cake. This one is not bad, though. Ingredients Sultanas, 1 cup Milk, 1 cup Self raising flour, 1.5 cups Light soft brown sugar, 1 cup
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Feast
stay with me, okay
as writers, we're meant to make the first line really banging but what if we make the first line short and dull and make the second line shine?
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Poets
chickens don't menstruate
are they foetuses or are they chicken periods? aunt lydia was right; the horrifying can become ordinary can the ordinary become horrifying?
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Poets
Reset. Content Warning.
His hand hovered over the button. He didn't know what'd happen if he pressed it; only that he'd get the reset he wanted.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Alpha, Romeo
"Please, you've got to help me. You've got to run." The stink of him was easier to tolerate on two legs. Human noses are weak. The sense was already fading. Scrunched in this awkward position, in the cramped dog crate for several hours, my only thought was getting free.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction