Three-sentence horror romance: BEGINNING
And now, combining horror and romance in three sentences….
And now, combining horror and romance in three sentences….
Here’s my cyberpunk version of the Grimms’ fairy tale “Little Brother and Little Sister.” Come read and tell me whether or not I hit cyberpunk on its cybernetic noggin, ’cause I truly have no idea.
In my latest short story, we’ve got a dirty cop, the Assyrian Underworld, and demon gates made of poop. Come and read!
Lo and behold, I’ve actually written a three-sentence story that isn’t horror. I told you I would! : )
We had an earthquake the night before Christmas, which of course is great cause for writing a poem based on an old favorite. : )
Hile, inklings! Today I bring you my latest entry for author Chuck Wendig’s December Flash Fiction Challenge. Cats on a spaceship! What could go wrong?
Okay. OKAY. I know I said not all of my three-sentence fic would be horror. But I can’t help it! These three-sentence stories just lend themselves so ridiculously well to the genre! Like pumpkins to jack-o’-lanterns. Or cats to patches of sunlight. Or pancreatic juices into duodenums. Duodena. Whatever. Anyway. Here’s another three-sentence story. @BenHoward87 …
Here is the recipe for cranberry salsa that I make every holiday season. It’s my most-often requested dish. It’s…my only requested dish….
I repurposed a Thanksgiving pumpkin and painted it for Christmas! Yay art. : )
Another entry for author Chuck Wendig’s December Flash Fiction Challenge! This week’s story is witches, priests, reanimated mutant skeletons, and a mysterious figure in purple. Come and read!