This is an excerpt from a story I wrote a few years ago as a result of a creative writing exercise. I really liked the main character, the way he spoke and the situation he was in. In 1740 or so, middle America , an unspecified plague has broken out and our character and his …
Category: Fiction
Seeing Things- Or Not
She effortlessly pulled the knife across his throat. He bled without protest, eyes wide open, accepting the end while she sat next time him and held his hand. This wasn’t an act of brutality, it was one of love. His hand slackened on hers but she didn’t let go, it wasn’t quite time yet. He …
Handsy
Here's a bit of short fiction, a happy little tale about a man who decided to take drastic action when one of his hands decided to start betraying him. Handsy He sat at his workbench in his shed and put his phone down. He knew he had to do it and he had to do …
