Micro-Fiction, Government, Patriotisms, insanity

Surviving Zombies

Micro-Fiction, a story about death and desire

Writing Prompt, Storm. Her name was Storm. It was given not earned. The name. In fact, she was quite the opposite. All of the other kids...

Lake Blanche, Utah Hiking, TMarkMangum The Tale, fiction for it is what I do. The lakes are real, an easy hike for you. Travel to the...

Micro Fiction, 100 Word Challenge Some said that Kar Doel was a man working through the pain. Others scoffed at the notion. The...

The links to Parts 2–4 are at the end of this story. The link to Part 1 is below. Please take the time to read all of them, the story is...

Dad Humor, from a father of six. Money Lessons If you are like me, five off from sixty, then you most likely have heard from a parent or...

The following links are to Part 1 - 3, if you have not read them please do. Give them a heart, make a comment, and share them with folks...

Micro Fiction, 100 Word Challenge, Internal Struggle Trinity Ferray stood in her panties and bra, her muscular frame inspiring. She...

Part 1 should be read first click here if yo have not read it yet. Mr. Mason and the Carions Part 1. Briesta and I made our way back to...

Edvice and Jed got out of the truck and walked across the Walmart parking lot. “So much for early bird gets the worm looks like the...

“Sit, sit now children, and I will tell you the tale of how the Young Refugee Prince, Three Days a Slave, Lord Prince of the Relm, became...

Photo by K. Mitch Hodge on Unsplash Today, 30 November 2020 as I write this ends the NaNoWriMo 2020 writing challenge. The last nine days...

Monday, 23 November 2020 marks the beginning of the final 9 Days of the November 2020, National Novel Writing Month. I am making...

One for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and four, let’s go! Jenica, screamed as she jumped from the open door,

Well, my friends, one week of writing has passed and I am proud to report that I am on track to complete 50,000 words by month’s end.

Hovering just above the tops of the odd-looking trees, the insect looking beast had its long snout stuck into one of the large flowers,

“Joey, wait please.” “Now what?”

An empty bookshelf sat in the garage with my brother’s thing.