The Chrisom One – A Tale of Eldritch Romance
The sad fact of the matter was that some people simply weren’t made for socializing. That was the case with Bridget, forever the outsider…
My So-Called Shakespearean Life
A 100% absolutely true (what would give you cause to doubt me?) day in my life event as transcribed by the immortal bard (written in iambic pentameter, naturally). Enjoy.
The Folds of Love
When the delivery truck pulls up outside the shop, neither of us look out the window. We know exactly who it is. 12:15 pm on the dot…
The Anniversary Meal
As Amantha carefully diced the spleen, she caught herself. Lost in the preparation of the meal, she absently sang a song under her…
The Math of the Moment
There were two things that Evan knew: 1. Mathematics 2. He lived the wrong kind of life…
Beast of the Illusory Moon
He leaned against the chain link fence, covered in less blood than he first imagined and prayed to the moon. Not Luna, the other one…
I Fell Through Hell
Because it was bored and had little else to do but support my head while my body shut down to replenish itself, my pillow took advantage…
Hacked Life
During his regular Wednesday afternoon 10-minute guided energy-cleansing meditation session, the following message flashed on the inside of Brydon’s eyelids: YOUR LIFE HAS BEEN HACKED! Thanks to a programming flaw in the neural chip implanted in your brain, we have hacked it and essentially your life and extracted the databases cataloging the entirety of your being.
At Last, The Destination
Although the sun sat high in the midday sky, the figure who approached me was draped in complete shadow. Its frame was…
The King of Wretches
I don’t have a favorite season, per se, but whenever summer rolls around, my head swims with near endless possibilities of how I can alter not only my reality but the reality of existence so that I can finally live a life in which my head falls on the pillow with no worries and I…
The Secret
The moment Lavelle stepped through the door, I realized something was wrong. He had just come home for winter recess, head shaved bald…
Dear Madd Fictional: Jacks With Ghosts
Times are tough for everyone these days and as such, I found I needed a side hustle to help make ends meet. I tried everything from Human Fracking to Milky Way Real Estate Developing to Kickstarting The Zombie Apocalypse and they all turned up snake eyes until I stumbled across my true calling: Starting An…
Hangover Comfort Food – Madd Fictional Style
Naturally, I want you to make the most of your holiday season, regardless of what you celebrate or how you choose to celebrate it, but, if you’re the sort who lets loose during the season to be jolly (hey, you do you, I do not party-shame) you might very well be nursing the mother of…
A Tin For Tinder
I had not realized, until I felt the radiant heat as you approached with your flame, that our connection was a living bridge, a spiritual…
The Man
His business card was made of carbon-fiber reinforced thermoplastic. Laser etched in red on the back was his phone number…
The Ennui of This Moment
He really did try his damnedest to live his life in a productive manner, the only bit of advice he retained from his absentee father before he faded…
A Scrapbook of Daydreams
“That kind of relationship is doomed before it even begins,” her mother warned. “His type… they can’t be faithful, it isn’t in their genes…”
Vacancies, Vacancies Everywhere, Yet None of Them For Me
A few of my unused characters who can afford the steep rent have made the suggestions that I either choose my favorite among them to room…
The Choosing Field
The Centria planted its feet atop the announcing mound and parted its lips slightly, a hairline fracture in a granite face that could not easily…
Picture Yourself Being A Better You!
You know you’ve done it often enough. Hell, we all have. Who among us hasn’t daydreamed about living a better life? Being the boss of your dream job…
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