Mondays Finish the Story – Devil’s Abode

“The cemetery spread along the area known as Devil’s Abode.” It’s where they used to bury the inmates that spent their life in prison or were sentenced to the chair.  The townsfolk didn’t want their ‘untainted’ souls mixed with the stained ones, so they plotted out another graveyard.  They don’t bury anyone in the Devil’sContinue reading “Mondays Finish the Story – Devil’s Abode”

FFfAW – I’m Melting!

It’s starting.  I can feel like heels sticking: no way for me to tap them home.  My stomach is empty, but I can feel it expanding.  I hate bloating.  Ugh, I can’t swallow.  I can’t even open my mouth.  My lips are sticking!  I can’t split them with my tongue.  I just keep pushing, andContinue reading “FFfAW – I’m Melting!”

Friday Fictioneers – Light at the End

Every time you feel that tenseness in your chest. Every time you feel that sudden dizziness. Every time you pass a semi. Every time you cross a bridge. Every time you take the stairs. Every time you take the elevator. Every time you look out the fifth floor window. It could break.  It could snap. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Light at the End”

FFfAW – Boneyard Bustle

  Buried beneath a boneyard of battered tombstones lies hordes of insomniacs that clatter through their stretched coracles.  Open eyes and empty mouths remain ingrained to their one-manned vessel while they should be traveling the tributary to hereafter, but inhumane mock mourners fancied Charon’s obol too overpriced to inhume. I can still hear the humContinue reading “FFfAW – Boneyard Bustle”

Mommy Under the Bed

Copied from my post on nosleep.   Another night of overtime.  This paycheck better be worth it.  It better be worth not seeing my wife, my kid, my home… my TV. I got home late again.  I try to turn the key and knob so it doesn’t make any noise.  I can feel the deadbolt clunkContinue reading “Mommy Under the Bed”

Sunday Photo Fiction – Anchors Aweigh

Joining another community with familiar faces.  Hope I’m not being intrusive at this point!  Check out others here! Another sleepless night after seeing so many fall asleep for eternity.  Not enough Trazodone, melatonin, and alcohol in the world can turn my waking mind off.  The door is locked, the curtains closed, the fan on, andContinue reading “Sunday Photo Fiction – Anchors Aweigh”

Mondays Finish the Story – Angel Flame

Link to Mondays Finish the Story.  Check out the others- it’s a great community of talented writers. “The crew of the Angel Flame received orders to head out.” Five men, two pilots, two divers, and the captain, pack into the DSRV (Deep Submergence Rescue Vehicle) in search for valuable wreckage, bodies, and, God-willing, survivors.  TheContinue reading “Mondays Finish the Story – Angel Flame”

Friday Fictioneers – Howlers

Now the Wilsons lived out ‘n the middle of nowhere- ain’t no neighbor for a good 20 miles!  They owned a good chunk of farmland and the rest, well I guess the state never thought they needed it. John was tellin’ me that they had a field blocked with a barbed fence at the edgeContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Howlers”

Friday Fictioneers – White Out

It’s not the dark that scares me.   The night conceals the dastardly deeds of heartless men, but they do not scare me.   The surroundings dim and furniture fades.  There’s no longer the daily distractions.  No one but the nurses to keep me company, but loneliness is not what scares me.   The ghastly ghoulsContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – White Out”

Friday Fictioneers – Burnt

It’s amazing how much can change so quickly. One minute it’s there, the next – Poof!  Into smoke and ash. Everything is flammable with enough lighter fluid. People take so much for granted. Consumerism has caused more deaths, more wars than any fire has. I’ll teach people not to choose a new TV over anContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Burnt”