L.C. Schäfer
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I'm not a writer! I've just had too much coffee!
Sometimes writes under S.E.Holz
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Stretching Poor (aka. The Work House)
The last night you spend with your children is the most precious, and the most horrifying few hours of your life. Being poor is stretching. Stretching every penny, stretching your luck, stretching the goodwill of others. All to stretch out the survival of your children, if not yourself.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
There's No Actual Law
I didn't kill the detective, if that's what you are thinking. I just nibbled him a bit. Goodness, if I killed every ignorant tosspot who fat-shamed me one way or another, I'd have a very suspicious trail of dead bodies behind me and all around me.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Clip Clop. Top Story - January 2024.
In the old days, it was different. Whether you had a horse or not, and whether you liked them or not... If you heard clip-clop on the street, some inner child prompted you to go to the window. You'd look out with some small satisfaction.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Tunnels
Sometimes I'd hear voices. Not in my head, or telling me to do anything. Not even talking to me. It sounded like snatches of conversation I could almost (but not quite) understand. Ordinary. Like someone asking have we any laundry soap left? or close that door, there's a draught.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Show Me Your Bloopers. Content Warning.
The intelligence is artificial, but the stupid is real I know lots of Vocal + members use AI to generate cover images for their stories here. (Not judging, I've done it as well. Sometimes, Unsplash just doesn't cut it. I did feel a bit dirty, though.)
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Writers
A Cat Called Chicken
It started when I brought this kitten home. I'm not a cat person, but I couldn't leave it there on the bus. It had hit the window awkwardly when the tramp woke with an unintelligible yell, pulled it out of an inside pocket, and tossed it aside.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Critique Requested: "The Kelpie"
Begging for critique! Overall, I like The Kelpie, but the opening of Part One feels rambling and completely all over the place. It needs toightening, and I'm floundering. Which bits would you cut? Is there anything that pulls you out of the story? Does it matter that I haven't named the town or village where she lives? Is that a flaw?
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Critique
