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!
Here are the books I read in 2013. Read ’em and weep with me. There weren’t nearly enough of them.
Lo and behold, I’ve actually written a three-sentence story that isn’t horror. I told you I would! : )
It’s a new year! Time to bring on the Pookiebottoms Sweetmunch!
I have a problem. I buy carrots
Here’s my conclusion to Part 5 of author Chuck Wendig’s December flash fiction challenge. Bloodthirsty monsters, ESP, and saving a daughter. Come and read!
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 inspired it, because he asked for a bedtime story on Twitter the other night.
Yes. A bedtime story. And I came up with horror. Go figure.
ANYWAY.
Here ya go. Enjoyyyy…. đŸ˜‰
by Courtney Cantrell
She woke gasping from another nightmare of murder in the shower.
When she rushed into the bathroom to check, she sighed with relief.
The maid had cleaned up the blood again.
THE END
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*I’ve embellished the story a bit from the ~140-character original.