Sister Ada fastened the cilice around her thigh, wincing at the sharpened points piercing her skin and the blood flowing down her leg. She watched as her skin mended, embedding the barbs into her flesh, before letting her habit fall around her legs. Her eyes closed as she reached for her disciplines and whipped its […]
1.Please tell us a little about yourself. I write whatever I think up. I’m not afraid to be challenged in my writing, in fact I welcome it as it helps me to grow as a writer. 2. What do you write (genre, length)? I tend to write flash fiction and poetry as well as short […]
What do you write (genre, length)? I write in as many genres as I possibly can, and particularly enjoy playing with the boundaries between poetry and prose. When in doubt, I’ll mash styles together because it’s fun. But if I had to choose a favorite genre, I’d have to choose fantasy. And while all of […]
Colors exploded on the canvas of Dax’s closed eyelids as the gush of blood filled his mouth, fireworks in bright reds, hot whites, and brilliant blues accompanying the strawberry flavor of the college coed. He let her drop to the pavement, knowing he wouldn’t be the type to take small drinks for sustenance, even this […]
“…With some decorations brought by Aunt Tiff—” “Stop!” Mia threw up her hands, frustration spreading throughout her body. How many times could Aimee possibly get lyrics wrong? She pinched the bridge of her nose. “Bought at Tiffany, not brought by Aunt Tiffany.” Aimee’s mouth grew slack. “Huh? That doesn’t make any sense. What’s Tiffany?” Mia’s […]
People have called them superpowers, these skills I have. I don’t know. I’ve never seen them that way. They’re nothing special to me. Just part of who I am. Mother Nature robbed me of my sight when I was a child, and it’s true about other senses getting stronger. They have to. What other way […]
Success Found the tomb Cant believe our eyes Come quickly STOP I nearly drop the telegram when I read the words, not that I should be surprised. My directions, though I’d left out key details, were bound to lead them to that glittering palace under the sands of Egypt just as I’d wanted. Why I’d […]
If houses had memories, what would Adair House remember? Its white shutters and gingerbread trim perfectly contrasting its butter yellow siding? The arabesques of its wrought iron fence surrounding it in shiny black glory? Maybe the way frosty rime once coated its lead-paned windows on chilly autumn mornings? Now that fence is eaten by rust […]
Sammie Jo glanced up toward the bay window. A half an hour til sunrise, she told herself. Her vampiric mind and body could feel it coming, knew instinctively down to the exact second when the light would flood the living room of her childhood home. Half an hour was more than enough time to finish […]
S.L. Baron 