Category Archives: Fiction

My Other Superpower

Posted on October 15, 2016 by

My Other Superpower I had four hours of sleep last night so I should be thinking about when would be a  good time to take a nap but instead I’m letting my brain linger over what I can remember of … Continue reading →

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The Rainbow Connection

Posted on September 13, 2016 by

2016-09-06 The Rainbow Connection I’m face down in my bed this morning trying to go back to sleep. My stomach is rolling and my brain is tied up in knots and I’m so tired. Mental and physical exhaustion have me … Continue reading →

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Lost and Found

Posted on May 27, 2015 by

Lost and Found Four years ago I was blessed by what I can only describe as a miracle. A dear sweet friend of mine who had years earlier suffered grave injuries that left her in a coma had suddenly and … Continue reading →

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Night Terror

Posted on August 8, 2014 by

Night Terror A zombie woke me up today before the break of dawn I was running from the bath to bedroom hoping it was gone. I slammed the door behind me and quickly held my breath Waiting to see if … Continue reading →

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The Fear that Lingers…

Posted on March 12, 2014 by

Even now as I sit here in my bed, the facts about what just happened are quickly fading away. Like tiny grains of sand slipping through my fingertips, I can’t hold them as they were not built to be held. … Continue reading →

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The Elevator

Posted on June 27, 2012 by

The Elevator I showed up at the location, bags packed and ready to depart. I was immediately greeted by a gentleman presumed to be some sort of guide. He offered to take my bags, and though there was not anything … Continue reading →

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The mother of all scary dreams…

Posted on July 7, 2011 by

Yeah, I just had that. And now I am sitting here at 3:30 AM, as tired as I’ve ever been and can’t go back in the bedroom and can’t turn my light off. Holy shit, I’ve never been so scared … Continue reading →

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The Arrival

Posted on March 16, 2011 by

The Arrival My craft is spinning on a slow axis as it dances closer and closer to the blue orb. The planet itself is grayish-blue in color and is criss-crossed with what look like black stars and lines. The grid … Continue reading →

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