They say that laughter is the best medicine. But it’s not. The best medicine tastes like strawberries. Not strawberries, like, real strawberries, but what some white lab-coat… Read more “The Best Medicine”
You know that feeling when you wake abruptly from an unusually vivid dream? But when you try to make sense of it, the memory falls just out of grasp before dissolving entirely? That has been my life for the past month.
I was startled by the sound of a bumping through the wall. The kind of startled where your whole body jolts you awake. It was very jarring, and… Read more “The Thing That Went Bump In The Night”
The panda sat silently at the bar, pawing at a bowl of salted nuts. The only other patron looking on with a cocked head and raised brow.… Read more “The Panda Eats, Shoots and Leaves.”
Dear Writer’s Block, It’s not you, it’s me. I just can’t go on living like this. And I should start being honest with myself. I know you… Read more “Dear Writer’s Block”
He pulled the body out of the ashes and pried open its charred hand. The cave smelled like seared pork mixed with a lavish aroma of smoky… Read more “The Effigy”