/ /Author's Note: This story, Terrible Company, is sprawling sword-and-sorcery fantasy satire with a diverse cast of characters. Over its many chapters, those characters will have interactions (both with each other and others) that cross many of the lines that exist between Lit genres. I have come to believe that breaking the story into those different categ...
[If you haven't read the other chapters, odds are good this one won't make much sense. Chapter 8 has begun. It will post the day I finish it. Your votes and comments are encouraged.] * Jim and I drove to the community college. It was about twenty miles away. He went because I asked him. I wanted him to go in case driving with a healing collarbone became to...
Summer camp was shaping up to be a three week headache for Adam. He had just graduated from High School and turned 18 a few months ago. He and his friends always went to camp after school let out, but this time Joe and the rest got dragged off to Europe by Joe's parents. Then Adam's mom had to work late, and so he didn't get in to camp until it was already d...
Jimmy came into the kitchen, poured himself a cup of coffee, sat down at the table and asked, "Can I join you, Jill? How are you today?" "Please. It's a beautiful day, isn't it, Jimmy? I'm going to get out and enjoy it while we still can," she said setting her coffee down on the Sunday paper strewn about the table. Sunlight was streaming through the windows...
My wife and I visit a porn store with another couple. We watch video called "Eat the Seed". This leads to an interesting encounter at a gloryhole. My wife, Jill, and I have known Carl & Emma for years. We have gone camping together. Once, the four of us went to a beach resort in Puerto Rico for a vacation. Jill and I have been married for a little over...
Authors Note: Thank you, to all of those who have decided to follow me, or added my story to your favorites, despite all of its grammatical errors. I am working on other stories and will get them published when I can, so I thank all of you for your patience, I know I only reach a few readers, but I am thankful for all of those who have read my stories and en...
Even in my sleeping furs, the morning bit hard. The cold slithered through my clothes, biting at my skin, hardening my joints. It was time to move. All the cloth and hide in the world, I knew, made no substitute for warm blood. I sat up, wringing my mitten-clad hands to warm them. My legs shook as I stood. Taking up my fishing spear, I used it to nose open...
********* CHAPTER 1 ********* LOW FOG SHROUDED the countryside in mist. Hidden behind a leaden sky, the sun cast a meager light that did nothing to warm the cool, crisp air. After three days of rain, the ground was moist and soggy under her feet as Anári made her way back to the village. Clutching her basket to her chest, she stepped over a rotting log, car...
It was an eerie feeling when we made landfall at last, finding ourselves back on the West Coast again. Not everyone had opted to stay with us, of course, with plenty of the cruise passengers preferring to touch down in places like Alaska, British Columbia, or Washington State. We lost over half the crew as well by the time that this was done, but we continue...
Pine sap, maple sausage, and that new tent smell were what I awoke to that morning. My boyfriend was busy at the grill, humming a tune from a playlist I had shared with him on our trek along the plateau. I was shaking the dirt out of my pants while listening to his voice above the hiss of propane, the spattering of grease, and the hungry noises my stomach w...