Franz Kafka had a great influence on writing and literature in the 20th century. Even today, strange and/or creepy stories are called Kafkaesque. In his novella "Die Verwandlung" (usually translated into English as "Metamorphosis") a man slowly turns into a cockroach. In my version of Metamorphosis, I go one up on Kafka. Not only does a woman totally change...
All in the game for a frat guy and his female professor Part one "What do you think of this outfit?" I asked my husband Matthew, turning from the full-length mirror to face him. He was lying on the bed in his boxers and undershirt reading a stack of student papers. It was midterm season and we were both swamped with work. There hadn't been time to take my...
++++++++ Part 2 of 2 ++++++++ I don't consider myself an expert, but as a (sort of) person with no formal training, I think I'm a decent watercolor painter after almost six months of practice. Master has complimented my skills, saying he tried to pick up painting but doesn't have the patience for it. Today I want to start my most ambitious project: a ful...
I sat on my bed wearing a tight, black shirt, and boy shorts underneath my blankets. My golden hair was oily, and untouched. I through it back in a ponytail, and let my bangs spray across my face. I was watching re-runs of the Golden Girls when I heard a knock at my bedroom door. Not waiting for an invitation, my dad opened the door, and peeked his head in....
"Mike! Quick, help!" Tim was talking before he even had the door open properly. Looking up from the Christmas tree he was happily (and somewhat childishly) decorating on the screen of the laptop, Mike saw his brother half carrying someone through the door. "What the hell?" Tim had gone out to the car for a jacket which, for reasons known only to Tim, he ha...
Dominic's heart raced. He couldn't believe his eyes, which were trained on the screen of his iPhone. The letters of her instagram handle jumped off the black background, flooding his mind with erotic memories of days past. His mind flashed back to their last dalliance, that rainy spring day three years prior. He spoke her name out loud, "Dana," the "n" linge...
Thanks to dannythebaltimoron for his editing skills and to ringerosie this is dedicated to you M'lady. I sat there, the spare wheel it felt like to the writers rotunda, sighing in anticipation of what was to come. There were five of us. The woman at the end of the table, the "famous" author on the panel. Three others having just been published and then t...
We were alone in the house and i was naked, kneeling in front of You.. "Pet," You said, "You have a special gift for you to wear tomorrow evening." You handed the package to me and my eyes lite up as i opened the box. It contained a thin gold waist chain. Thin enough to wear under any article of clothing, but with the strength of steel. Dangling from the...
Juan Gutierrez was restless. Maria, his wife, had gone to Mexico for a month-long visit with her parents and siblings. That was three weeks ago and he missed her terribly. She was the heart and soul of his life. He missed her cheerful bustling around the apartment. He missed the flash of her eyes. He missed her full strong laughter in the face of all life's...
I opened my eyes and, knowing what I did, Immediately, sprang to my feet. Lexi could be around any corner and if I wished to escape this hell they have built, I needed to move. I was a gift to them, by that filthy succubus, that swine that destroyed our kingdom. "Have the captain of the guard as a present from me." She aid in her metallic, yet succulent voi...