Short Story

There was screaming, crunching, steel on steel, cracking concrete, electric sparks and explosions

Mothers do those things you know. Most times, we don’t care for their interference; we know better

“Promise you are not going to put me on ice while you look for ways to waste your money..."

Dark Night in Olongapo Mitch and I sat at the bar drinking San Miguel beer and listened to Madonna`s “Material…

It was a bright sunny day in Mesa Verde, though Diana Sanchez, dispatcher extraordinaire was fielding some very…

A tourist couple in their mid-forties strolled down the narrow street in the Old City of Ljubljana.

Ife had one of her very rare days off, and she was having a lazy day in bed when her phone rang

Naomi’s Walk “Alright, legs, let’s go,” said Naomi.She started rolling her wheelchair but was terribly…

Summer Contest 2014 Results With pride and joy we announce: The Winners of The Summer Short Story Contest 2014…

The Thai Harvest Tour Thai Harvest Tour: During Thailand’s harvest heat, bathing was a waste of time,…

Carnac's Last Children “What is the name of this place?” asked Etrick as he gazed about the darkened field.…

A Summer Tale “No one can find Ranger Jack. He’s disappeared!” The whispered gossip ripped through the park like…

Estival Interlude Lament Here I sit, gazing out the new picture window, watching the recently arrived Blue Jays…

Strategy After Killing Someone If you plan on killing someone, you need a decent strategy in order not to get…

Three Zen Tales Tale One – The Preacher A Zen monk was walking down the path to a stream when he came upon…