When the neighbors found out I was building a woman, the mocking began. Lonely old coot. Disturbing. Clever. Admiration or disgust varied by personality and taste. Distant relatives, whether by blood or stagnant relationship, suddenly needed to express their opinion as I sculpted her chassis and crafted her limbs. I ignored them. They had never … Continue reading Flash Fiction – “The Old Man’s Robot”
“You can’t do it!” Arthur screamed, straining at his bonds. (Click To Read More)
They come to the sound of my voice. (Click to Read More)
Hello, all! It's that time again: time for me to ask you guys to throw a writing prompt my way. The impetus this time is that I realized I've almost completely run through my collection of the short stories I post every Friday (I'll probably have to go down to one every two weeks eventually) and … Continue reading I Need Writing Prompts!
“Are you following me?” (Click to continue reading.)
They met on the park bench by the duck pond, their favorite place to sit and snuggle and watch the stars on cold nights. But tonight was different. Dave sat on one end and Sue on the other, facing each other. (Click to continue reading.)
Gooood morning, everybody! And welcome to The River Blog. As promised last week – and if you’re new here, never fear – I am trying out something new. As I keep stating (in case the Men In Black erased it from your memory for security reasons), this IS an author blog, and I am an author. … Continue reading RBlog – Give Me Your Writing Prompts!
Jay blinked, hand still reaching for the nonexistent vending machine. In front of him, glowing blue lights flashed on an unfamiliar street, with car-like vehicles floating through the air above it. (Click to continue reading.)
“Is ‘candlewax’ one word or two?” (Click to continue reading.)