“Is it on? How do we know if it’s on? Benjamin, can she hear us?”
“Yes, Mum, I can hear you. I—owh, shit, no, don’t move the mike. You have to keep it still.” Continue reading Early May | Skype
Madeline believed the key to longevity was a self-sustaining lifestyle and a healthy distrust of plastic, especially Tupperware.
She was a woman in her forties, big busted, with sandy hair, a sharp face, and kind eyes, whose matter-of-fact tone made me sit up straighter. Continue reading Early June | Madeline
1 Beautiful River. 3 Epic stages. 40 Awesome live bands. A music-mecca — Up the Creek 2017 and all its shenanigans. Continue reading Up The Creek 2017
Oyuki’s eternal frost has taken over the East, diminishing both Spring and Summer’s reign. Now, Autumn’s time on the throne is coming to a close as well and the Realm is getting restless. As the sprites strip the branches of their leaves and stitch the cold into the earth, Winter assembles her armies. For the first time in 300 years the court will convene. Continue reading Frost | Winter’s Court
‘Natalie?’ Erica’s call came from the hallway.
Keep calm, she told herself. She looked down at the knife in her hand, then to the blood-smeared floor, then to the mess on the table in front of her. Just keep very, very calm. Continue reading Natalie
This was not how I wanted to die, Irene thought rather disgusted. Then again, people don’t generally get a say in how they want to leave this life for the next, unless it’s a suicide. This was not a suicide. Continue reading Irene