Short Story: Field of Flowers |
The sun was shining down upon the field of flowers with such brightness that it appeared to be an unnatural light. Somehow it seemed like a beam that created a single circle at the center of a Broadwa...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 21:41:00 GMT |
short story: Lily |
Lily was her name. She grew up in a middle class home. Never was there a lot of money. Yet, her family wasn't hard pressed. But, still they had nothing much to claim in notoriety either. Although, th...
Posted by on Sun, 25 May 2008 21:42:00 GMT |
Short Story: The Flame |
The flame crackled, sparked, and jetted far higher than any level considered average. It was incredible how much heat the blaze produced even from a distance. There was something beautiful about the ...
Posted by on Fri, 16 May 2008 20:47:00 GMT |
Short story: Journeys |
Darlene couldn't remember when the feeling started. It was a feeling of emptiness, helplessness, and loneliness all mixed with a desire to fly beyond her imaginary shackles but still a very real impri...
Posted by on Mon, 05 May 2008 17:50:00 GMT |
Short Story: Chance Happenings |
Susan stood in the grocery store aisle looking at the different toothpaste brands for a good fifteen minutes. She had to wonder if all these so called "whitening agents" made one bit of difference wi...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 19:59:00 GMT |
Short story: True love |
As he pulled in to the garage he could hardly contain himself. The smile on his face was ear to ear. He knew she would be inside fixing his favorite meal. It was tradition. Every year he wouldn't reme...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 16:35:00 GMT |
short story: A bad day |
As she woke for the fourth day in a row with somewhat a bitter attitude it concerned her. She didn’t like herself this way. So many things transpiring in her world were more than enough for one ...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 21:50:00 GMT |
Short Story: Fate |
The water was crystal clear. It was so transparent that it looked like glass. As well, when the sun shone across its mass it appeared solid as if it were ice. The illumination from the sky was so bril...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Mar 2008 07:41:00 GMT |
Short story: The hit |
Christopher was hyperventilating while at the same time soaking in every moment. The lights were blaring, distantly the crowd was cheering and his time was at hand. It was an activity he didn't much c...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 13:22:00 GMT |
Short story: Moments |
In every ones life there are procession of minutes. It is time which comes and goes.Most moments are probably not remembered. The ones of the future most likely are anticipated but there are only a f...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Feb 2008 21:57:00 GMT |
