Category:Fiction

For the Time Being

Louis C. Stewart

Chapter 1 — The Voyagers Kevlin left the council room disturbed by the lack of fresh ideas. The council was definitely thinking in circles. The same old ideas and supposed solutions to the problem had been gone over and over…

A Trick

Mike Scott

In the fifties, when the computer revolution was little more than the rustlings of an embryonic microchip, the husband worked and the wife managed the household. You can imagine the stir it created when my Uncle Bill left Western Auto…

“Welcome to the 47th Annual Twins Convention”

Pamela Painter

That is printed on two signs on either side of the hotel’s bar and lounge. Bunches of paired balloons—two blue, two pink, two yellow—sway beside the arched doorway.  No wonder the desk clerk at the Carson City Hilton handed me…

Ambush

Pamela Painter

My agent calls.  He never calls.  He says Gordon wants to see me tomorrow in his office.  Gordon is the show’s writer, producer, creative genius.  He never talks to us actors, hardly ever comes by the set.   My agent says,…

“Hippy Boyfriend”

Alyson “Allie” Brill

I’m not goin’ anywhere. I live in a basement studio apartment with a cracked toilet seat and a peeling paint job. My buddies come over and tell me my place looks like a crack den. I don’t clean things. I’m…

Clouds

Elias Chess

Clouds. Always clouds. They’re why my life is as it is today. Fucking clouds. I can’t believe I used to lie out in a field for hours, just so I could look up at the sky and be with the…

An Old Friend (Variation of Little Red Riding Hood)

Timothy Hayden Hamilton

~ The Reunion Wolf lurks through a dim alleyway in the hood, picking through garbage, trying to go un-noticed. A low pitched idling engine echoes down the alley, he pays it no mind. The soft whine of old car brakes…

Ruby

Alyson “Allie” Brill

Deep, silky brown hair cascaded down her small frame. She had wide eyes and soft pink china doll cheeks. Sparkling on her right ring finger was a ruby red ring with a gold band. 21-year-old Ruby began packing for her…

Little Red

Eli Chess

In the deserts of the American wasteland, every living being is always hungry, always thirsty. Some are fortunate enough to live next to a relatively clean water source where resourceful Roamers erected giant, tremulous windmills to pump water from deep…