Working on two things at once can be confusing, I decided to accept Jezz Az's challenge in the 750 Word Project, but I'd already accepted an invite to participate in Behind the Walls of Sleep, the Gothic Horror invitational set for the 17th of March. That should be a fun event, over 40 writers have committed to it, PapaToad among others, and all of them are...
A small part of Yuna understood that she might die here, but it was dwindling. There was ice forming on her nipples. This had been just another room in the world, a private bedroom at some small inn on the way to the next stop on her pilgrimage; four walls, a bed, a window. Nothing special, but it would do. Now, it barely looked like something man-made at a...
What a hot summer day! I get home from work and nobody's around. You're at work, the kids are away for the night and after walking home from the office I'm covered in sweat so I strip down, leaving my clothes in a trail across the room as I head for the shower. I turn the water on, just barely warm and hop in. Mmm, it feels great to rinse the sticky sweat of...
We had know each other since childhood. He was a few years older than me, so during our teens and even twenties he was not really interested in me. We had been in touch on and off during the years. Since texting and email became more common, we had kept more in touch. Unfortunately he always seemed to be in a relationship, so nothing ever happened. He is a...
Wearing a Penguin suit on hot summers day was not my idea of bliss, how could any one contemplate getting married in the middle of summer, when the weather is always going to be scorching. The Principal of Julie's school had finally found someone who was willing to marry a sixty year old, I did not see what the thirty something English teacher saw in him, I...
...There I lay, lounging on the divan, while sculpted young Mediterranean boys fed me grapes and perky young girls ran around dusting everything with little black feather dusters. Everyone was wearing togas and... Cold Hands! He must have watched me sleeping peacefully for a little bit before he first touched me. I had been sleeping quite soundly and wasn...
It had been hot for weeks and there seemed to be no relief in sight as the heat wave entered its third week. People were grumpy and the simplest of tasks became hard work, driving on the roads seemed more hazardous than when it snowed, road rage hitting it's peek as every one left work and headed home in their hot cars. Seth and Caroline sat in front of the...
He came with the night wind, a cold front descending from the arctic complete with freezing rain and icy fingers. The branches creaked as trees flexed back and forth in a relentless effort to remain standing. By the morning the broken boughs and torn leaves would litter the ground but she wouldn't care. In fact, it was the perfect excuse for missing church t...
On a cold winter night, a woman from California is running away from her troubles and finds herself stranded at a rest stop in west Texas with a broken-down car. The woman is nearly freezing, and a wealthy Veterinarian stops to assist. The two eventually fall in love and marry but, not without tragedy touching their lives. This story is a romantic story and...
The long, cold, windy, gray, sniffle-inducing winter trudged onward. Punxsutawney Phil had predicted another six weeks of winter, yet these six weeks seemed to be dragging onward. As she forced her feet through the snow on the unshoveled and unsalted sidewalks, as her breath was blown by the icy wind passing before her face, she shifted the backpack on her s...