Writer’s Block by James C. Clar
Writer’s Block by James C. Clar “The faster I write the better my output. If I’m going slow, I’m in trouble. It means I’m pushing the words instead of being pulled by them.” ~ Raymond...
An eclectic mix of all flavours of genre fiction
A Way Away by Louis Philip DelGiacco I needed a gun to murder my wife. I’d tried everything else. The knife wounds healed within seconds. The shove down three flights of stairs seemed promising...
Love’s Victory by Otis Johnson and Anda Sidrabene Chapter 1Michael Holden’s world was small, and felt mostly safe. He had a cell, a few old science fiction novels, and some dry romantic comedies on...
Date Night by Bill Tope Amy sat on the sofa in the living room, beneath the comforter, contemplating the wallpaper. The television, on mute, was wildly flashing colors and images off the hardwood floor....
Editor’s Note: This short story is a work of fiction. The views expressed in this fiction are solely of its author. This fiction does not reflect nor represent the views, beliefs and opinions of...
Getting Rosie Laid by Bill Tope Rosie, my girlfriend Cathy’s younger sister, had over the past year been spending most of her weekends with us at our apartment near the college. Nearly a month...
Golden Gate by Marc Egnal The knocking on my office door seemed urgent and insistent, at least from where I sat. They say dogs have particularly keen hearing. Add to that short list private...
Alpaca Sunrise by Jon Wesick Detective Dirk Steelcage hated knitting even more than he hated Brussels sprouts and he hated Brussels sprouts. He was the kind of cop who didn’t let sissy rules like...
This Town Called Winsome by Grant Tracey –1– Susan Norget was quiet, lost in shadows. I was worried about her. She arrived by train from Niagara Falls wearing a wool coat with an imitation...
Hotep by Evan Kaiser To the Captain’s immense irritation, Hotep ignored the show. The Science Officer was in the field, preoccupied. The performance was The Captain’s own. Surrounded by the everyone else, he was...
Glenna by Lara McKusky A plate of French toast dotted with powdered sugar slid in front of Glenna, knocking her smartphone aside. Eyes locked on her breakfast, Glenna’s hand shot out to catch the...