"You make it sound as if you're homeless," he said, not wanting to be direct. "That's right," she responded, not one to beat around the bush. They had met at the dollar store, she in the checkout line in front of him, and he'd offered her a lift. "And you ride everywhere on that bike … Continue reading Chance Traveler
Author: T.S. Morrell
The Pierced Arc: Part 4, Continued
“Fantastic!” Valeria exclaimed, slapping him hard on the back. “I knew you wouldn’t let us down!” Bradigan caught his balance and nursed the sore spot with one hand. “I wish you wouldn’t say things like that.” Zachariah shook his free hand with both of his own. “Welcome to the team, Doctor. I’m excited to have … Continue reading The Pierced Arc: Part 4, Continued
Molt
It was in that space I built my house.
Kindle
This is a bit of an experimental piece for me with only dialogue; no tags, no actions, minimal setting. The speaker alternates each line, including silences. Dress the scene however you'd imagine. "Hey." "Yeah?" "How long have we known each other?" "Well, it was . . . almost ten years?" "I thought so." "Why do … Continue reading Kindle
Carried Away
Like a well shot arrow.
Master Plan
I look at my clock in dread as I consider another day at the store. The longer I stay there, the more my desire to write grows, to work at something I love instead of simply helping to line the pockets of CEOs that care nothing for my efforts. I won't bother giving you all … Continue reading Master Plan