Category: Short Stories

The knock on the door preceded the last breath by only a moment.  It was the last sound a dead man would hear, but whether it was fright or relief … Continue reading Short Story: The Sin-Eaters of Wickshire

This little story is mostly notable for being the first piece of anything fictional I have managed to scrape together in more than a month.  Thank you, what is sure to … Continue reading Short Story Thursday: The Red Mountains

Avery reflected on the wispy string of mozzarella emanating from the edge of the darkly crisped panini while her mother continued to talk.  It had been a good sandwich, for … Continue reading Short Story Tuesday: Melted Cheese

“It’s all right,” Joan whispered to herself as she waited, and waited, and waited for the car in front of her to dim its brake lights and inch forward again.  … Continue reading Short Story Friday: Traffic Jam

On Thursday, March 18th, 1999, at 7:54 AM, I was born Harthacanute James Kevin Augustus Taylor.  I like to think my mother wasn’t being wantonly cruel or clinically insane, but … Continue reading Short Story: My Mother Named Me Harthacanute

Martin sat quietly on the sofa in the good company parlor, trying not to squirm around.  His mother had removed the thick, slightly yellowing plastic that usually covered the white … Continue reading Short Story Friday: The Book of Yew

Maala wiped the warm perspiration from her brow as she carefully scooped the cooking rice away from the hole in the bottom of the old iron pot, desperate not to … Continue reading Short Story Friday: Give and Take

The lawnmower tractor’s engine coughed, thick and choking, for a few minutes before the whole contraption shuttered to a halt, steam hissing out from under the green painted hood and … Continue reading Short Story Friday: Sunset