Tag: short story

‘nother couple of pages to feast your eyes upon! If you’ve already read the first bit, you can skip to about half way down page one. Some more info: this is a series of short stories — or that’s the plan, at least. Perhaps one larger, introductory story, and then short stories that stem from it. As always, I welcome feedback. Also, I appreciate that this isn’t the best way to do ‘episodic’ content, but unless I hold back until…

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There he stood, sharpening his long, smooth, folded-steel machete. There she stood, licking her lips, looking first at him, and then down at the ground demurely. “Give it to me!” “Never!” She sprang from the warm rock with a derisive snort and flick of her tail. Her pace quickened as she bounded into the tall grass, her paws finding, gripping and rebounding rapidly from the firm soil. She could hear him clumsily pushing the tall grass aside in an attempt…

She swings back and forth with a gleeful grin on her face, challenging herself with each swoop to reach a little higher, a little further, her pink-painted pointed toes cramping from the strain. She loves the bright, fresh days of spring; the crocuses, followed by the daffodils and the unfurling of lime-green leaves on trees. Leaning back, curling legs underneath, tightening her grip on the hemp rope and opening her eyes wide she looks up into the boughs of the…

The competition closes tomorrow! And go read the end of my short story. Find out who got shot!

I should probably call it ‘The Homoerotica That Never Quite Got There’ or ‘What IS That Object In His Pocket?’ but no, let’s call it Anthony & Gabriel: Ant & Gabe. Finished at last! I sat down and wrote the last 500 words in just a few minutes. It came fast, quickly, smoothly. Brutally. I thought killing a character would be harder. I made a few changes to the beginning of the story, though they were just little, niggling issues…