Nobody had seen her in nearly a quarter of a century. The tenants downstairs her could hear her shuffling across the floor every now and then, but the woman who was rumoured to be somewhere between 60 and 90 years old remained largely a mystery. Some folks had a genuine concern for her, while neighbourhood kids told tales of facial deformities and cannibalism. Others couldn’t help but let their eyes
writing
August 30, 2020
Creative Wasteland
Oh hi. I didn’t see you standing there. You’re probably wondering what the deal is with this vacant wasteland of a so-called blog. It’s a work in progress. Shortly after I launched this thing, I had to go help my mom as she was having some health issues. I was with her for three weeks while she had a hospital stay, and during that period, I was working out of her
August 4, 2020
Flash Fiction // Mary’s Date
When was the last time she’d met someone new? 2007? Yes, it was June 2007 when she was introduced to Tom by mutual friends. “Stop. Don’t go there.”, she whispered to herself. Mary cautiously parked her car and stepped out into a warm and bright evening. As she made her way down to the place her date had recommended, she basked in the warm September air. Tom had loved sitting
July 19, 2020
The Pink Devil
If Cotton Candy were a living, breathing entity, it’d be a cold and vile creature, living in the shadows and occupying most-wanted lists from coast to coast. Like cake, it is celebratory in appearance, but don’t be fooled! It’s not your friend, not like cake. The silly-looking confection aims to render its victims helpless at first sight and then go in for the kill. It is so sickly sweet to
June 29, 2020
Flash Fiction // Eddie’s Dilemma
It was weeks. No. Months. Months since the last tortured screams were heard in the streets. Eddie had holed up in his apartment, hoping to avoid whatever was out there. Through a tiny sliver of daylight, he glimpsed the hell that lay outside. It wasn’t pretty. Not until his cupboards were bone dry did he dare to go outside. But finally, with much trepidation, armed with a golf club and