It was Christmas 2005. I sat on the lounge floor with my sister surrounded by family and friends. The Christmas tree sparkled and after our dinner we had gathered round the tree to open our presents. As I felt Aunties soft parcel Mum whispered in my ear. 'Be grateful for what ever you receive. We all know Aunties a bit kooky. I've no idea what she's bought y...
I majored in "Visual Arts" in university and took my mandatory drawing class, in the first semester. The class was taught by a guest Prof. from France, Elena Mannon. She was unlike our other instructors in that she would yank the pen or conte crayon from your hand and demonstrate an idea all over your work or scribble out your attempts and demand you start a...
Throndar raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sun. The land he was travelling through was dry and dusty, and he had not seen a cloud for days. The occasional hardy bush or thorn tree broke the monotony, but this was not a good place for living. Not that he minded, for Throndar was a barbarian, born and raised in lands not much less harsh than this, s...
As I get older, I find my thoughts drifting back, more and more often, to that one night, 20 years ago. Though it consumes my thoughts, sometimes I still find myself questioning whether it ever really happened. Was it just some adolescent fantasy that I've managed to fool myself into believing actually happened to me? But then I close my eyes and it's like I...
He sank into the seat of his little Cavalier, took a deep breath, and started the engine. After a long day at the office - a fitting end to a difficult week, Nate was ready for an escape. Thoughts of his wife filled his mind and a small smile settled on his face. As he settled in for a lengthy drive home, he pulled out his cell phone and scrolled to his home...
"So what are we doing here again?" Sir Carnos said, riding his powerful steed Savolt in a confident gallop. Smokesnort that Dragon was coasting effortlessly through the air behind him, while Lindi the Wizardess trotted atop her lazy, droopy looking horse beside them. "I've told you three times already, Sir Carnos. We're searching for the Ogre village of Th...
Careena nearly ran to her brother's study after she had been summoned. She had been in DuGuerra for nearly half a day was a little upset at being made to wait for so long. At least she had been able to spend the time with Kalas's older sister, Elise, whom she considered to be one of her closest friends. She knew her brother was busy; he was not only king of...
Your time in Iraq is finally over and you get to come back to the States. You'll be home in time to enjoy Christmas with your family, and your weary soldier's heart lifts at the thought. Your plane was scheduled to land in Charlotte, where you'd board a commuter flight home. However, an hour before landing, you discover that a snowstorm has dumped eight inch...
This story is a work of fiction and is dedicated to a fellow author, Lucia (gimmie_your_load). I have had the pleasure of getting to know her over the past year or so. She is an excellent writer, a beautiful woman, and an amazing cyber lover. The idea for this story came to me at work and I actually abandoned many of my duties that day to write it down. It i...
Sue and Carol were enjoying one of their regular girl's-day-out, man-bashing lunches. This lunch was fueled by Carol's most recent disastrous interaction with the testosterone poisoned male of the species. "Sue, I just can't believe I ever actually moved in with this creep," said Carol, who was doing most of the talking. "I actually though he might be miste...