Microfiction
280 Misplaced Anger
I'm a knee-jerk jerk whose effect lashes out due to cause. Or...for a cause. I'm angry. I break, belittle, shatter, and ruin before I feel better about myself. It takes little thought. Effect engenders affect. The perception is the message.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
As The Snow Falls
It was a cold, quiet December morning as the snow fell and nature itself conspired to bury the truth, a blood-curdling scream pierced the serenity. The scream came after a simple argument that led to my wife storming out and stumbling into my study for the first time in years. She’d found my secret. I knew as I walked slowly to the doorway, she was slumped against the bookcase in shock. There was no escape from the inevitable. “Yes, darling. I’ve been testing pain thresholds—and now, it’s your turn,” I smiled, locked the door, and sealed her fate.
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Fiction
Character Creation
Characters are the heart and soul of any story. They are the vessels through which readers experience the world, emotions, and conflicts of the narrative. Creating compelling and believable characters is an art that requires a blend of imagination, empathy, and technique. This article explores the essential elements of character creation and offers tips to bring fictional people to life.
By Sazeeb Chowduryabout a year ago in Fiction
Dream Milk
The very famous writer descended the groaning wooden steps to his basement. He was wealthy enough that he could've had a sleek new staircase fitted ten times over, and not noticed the cost. He felt the ominous squeaking really lent to the ambience, though.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
An Honest Question
My hand on her arm steadies her but I could do with some support myself. I can't just leave her here and so, we pay for our shopping and then, with my arm around her shoulder, I take her to the café for a coffee. She's looking less spectral now but she feels small to me. It makes me feel sad. Life has sucked what it can out of her but she's still battling.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Fiction
Life discovered on Mars
08:00 UTC, Elysium Plains, the tiny blue disc of Terra visible just above the rust-colored horizon. “I think I’ve found it,” I said over the headset, struggling to crouch down in the cumbersome EVA suit. Peering through the visor into a tiny crevice in the rock, I could clearly see the microscopic mollusc-like organisms. Final proof that there was life on Mars. I wished I had a partner here to collect samples.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Fiction
