Tuesday Night Drabble! Darkened Path
On the darkened path, hidden in the sound of dried leaves crushed under your heel, the rustle of leathery wings passes close above, almost unheard. You stop. Ahead a shadow takes shape, a tall form —...
View ArticleTuesday Night Drabble! Gill-Man
“I hate Halloween,” Officer Carlyle muttered to himself, his mustache twitching. He switched on the police cruiser’s lightbar, swung in front of the shuffling gill-man, and jumped from the car. “Kind...
View ArticleThe Charm – A Horror Story
You don’t know it, but if you live in a town big enough to have its own post office, you probably have small bar or grill that caters to the dark. You already know the place I’m talking about. It …...
View ArticleTuesday Night Drabble! The Wow! Signal
At lightspeed, after penetrating the deepest space, a few photons of low-frequency light collided with the alien astronomer’s antenna. “Blarcap!” the alien cried in triumph, circling the tracing on its...
View ArticleThe My Writing Process Blog Tour
It’s Monday, and today the My Writing Process Blog Tour passes through the Portals blog. In the paragraphs below I’ll answer a few questions about how and why I write, but before I get started I’d like...
View ArticleTuesday Night Drabble! Dragon’s Foe
The attorney grunted as the dragon’s inquisitive sniff shoved him several steps backwards. “And further,” he continued, officious and unabashed, “you are enjoined from acts of destruction, predation,...
View ArticleTuesday Night Drabble! Frenzy!
Once loosed, they flow like raging waters from a burst dam, coursing through the building in the pre-dawn dark. The sound of footfall echoes off cold walls. Freed of the pack, with animal urgency, they...
View ArticleThursday Night Drabble! Glenda Goes To A Party
Thanks to guest author Grease Coakes for this post, kicking off Thursday Night Drabble Glenda went to a party at sixteen wanting to have fun. The guy she liked was a black fox who was with a purple...
View ArticleTuesday Night Drabble! Giving Thanks
Ben shuffled down the corridor, the sounds and scents of Thanksgiving drifting from his neighbor’s apartments. Jiggling the key in his lock, he stepped into his place, switched on the lights, and...
View ArticleTuesday Night Drabble! Loquacious R
Hurrying for an appointment, I see Robert. Loquacious, garrulous, verbose, effusive, and a hoarder of ideas, Robert is not what I need now. I jink like a fighter pilot, pirouette like a ballerina, and...
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