L.C. Schäfer

Joined May 2020

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I'm not a writer! I've just had too much coffee!

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How Much Cake is One Soul Worth?
Quick note before we start: this should work as a stand alone story, or you can read it as part of a series. Here are the other instalments, in order:
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Burn. Top Story - February 2024.
the love you feel is a measure of you not him your character your courage your heart its infinite capacity you are divine
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Poets
A Pound of Soul
Quick note: this is part of a series of microfiction stories, centred around Moira. They are best read in order, or one on its own as a stand alone. They may lose something in the wrong order. Here they are:
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Just Desserts. Content Warning.
Quick note - if you'd like to the previous ones, they're here (1) and here (2). All three very short! This should work as a standalone - let me know whether you think it does.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Cat and Mouse. Content Warning.
+++++++ CONTENT WARNING - scroll to the end for details so you can decide whether to engage, or play it fast and loose. The choice is yours!
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Hitting Snooze on the New Year. Top Story - January 2024.
Another year begun, says my calendar But the rhythm of seasons disagrees: the old winter is not done. Be soft with yourself.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Poets
The Tale of Doctor Vellichor
The bell tinkled. For a moment, frigid city air battled with the warm, sweet musty smell of old books. It lost. The girl struggled through the door with a takeaway cup of hot chocolate in each hand.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Square Peg
The stink of brewing coffee overwhelmed the air, stirred by a fresh breeze from the window. The kids ate cereal, or, in the case of the youngest, dumped it out on to the floor. Their mother sighed and mopped it up, her kind voice carrying an edge honed by hourly wakings and an early start.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
A Cock About to Cro-
Yes, Mike-in-Accounts, I'm fat. Well done you for noticing. I heard him talking about me. He was in the middle of saying something crude and cruel, and didn't realise I'd descended from Logistics to ask a question. I was right behind him.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Thoughts of a Dead Person
These are the things I think after I am dead. Or perhaps I think them all in those final seconds. Whichever it is, it doesn't matter. I am adrift from all concept of time. The latter would feel like the former.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Stay In Your Homes. Content Warning.
It started when the rock appeared in the sky, blotting out the sun. Darkness descended, days of night. A media black-out: TVs didn't work, nor did internet, radios, phones, GPS. We sat and watched and listened anyway. For reassurance. Information. Instructions.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
L-O-S-T. Runner-Up in Misplaced Challenge.
She's not very clever, my mistress. Only half a pup still, herself. She wrestles the string onto me and off we go. I'm faster and stronger, so it's up to me to set the pace. I power forward and she totters behind me.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction