Each year as I write my Halloween stories, I depend upon the pixies to bring me inspiration for one with an Irish/Celtic theme. This year they led me to the myths and legends surrounding the last of the great Celtic queens. Some of this story is factual. Some is Celtic/Irish legend. And some is created just for this story. I leave it to you to determine whic...
"That's cute." I said, for maybe the fiftieth time. "Hm...no, that's cuter." I said again. I pointed to the red dress currently draped over a small black chair before me. My friend Trina looked at it and frowned. She always did this to me; she would call me over before her date, ask me to dress her, complain that she's fat, and complain about her impendi...
Hi folks, as promised this is a shorty. I'd like to thank Mikothe baby for her editing prowess as usual.SS06 * * * * * * "I step off the train. I'm walkin' down your street again and past your door but you don't live there anymore." "It's years since you've been there. And now you've disappeared somewhere." "Like outer space you've found some better plac...
Amy approached the bittersweet end of the day. It was the last day of school and she should have been excited to experience what came next. It was perhaps the fact that her last class was Mr. Kallens' that made it so difficult for her. Over the last few months, she couldn't wait to confide her progress with Jim and experience that thrill that came from knowi...
Steve was busy preparing their meal; he'd volunteered to cook on this Saturday night. He enjoyed being chef and was reflecting the past few days, meeting Hazel that kitchen. "Hazel? I presume? Sorry about delaying meeting you! I'm on a slightly tight schedule; Marion told you?" smiled Steve extending a hand of friendship. Hazel's hand was soon in his, it w...
Looking to get earn some extra cash for a new toy he wanted, Lance decided to start charging for the computer work he had always done on the side for friends and neighbors. It wasn't his first choice, but he figured if people couldn't figure out how to fix their own problems, it would be worth at least $20 or so for him to do it for them. Of course, payment...
The lake was hushed in the early morning while I drifted between mists with a fishing line dangling in the cool, dark water. It was quiet except for occasional bird songs. I'd lost a few nibbles from lack of concentration. I thought I was falling asleep when I saw a flash of magenta moving swiftly between the trees on shore. Then I saw the too small black sh...
This is my first story submission, after years of reading these I thought I'd give it a try. It's a fictional account, but the characters are loosely based on people I know. This story will detail a decades-long affair between a man and the wife of his best friend. Timeframe will skip around from present day to past points in the relationship in order to bet...
Chapter 24 -- Spring Break At the end of the week before Spring Break was about to start, Ruthie received an envelope from her father in Nebraska. She dreaded to think of what it contained. Sure enough, it was an airplane ticket. She sighed from frustration, because the last place she wanted to spend her week of free time during Spring Break was Lincoln. We...
Chapter 4 -- The Socrates Club By the end of Kim's first week in Danube City she was partially settled into her strange new life as a convicted criminal and bicycle courier. Within a week her welts were fading and no longer hurt. She had come to terms with what had happened and even managed to pass by the Temple of the Ancients where all her trouble had st...