Out to Pasture by Eric Farrell
“Are you really going to deprive them of what they want to see?” Earnest, dignified by a giant screen, stares at his programmer. “The gig is up,” Ainsley Andrews tells him. She’s staring at…
“Are you really going to deprive them of what they want to see?” Earnest, dignified by a giant screen, stares at his programmer. “The gig is up,” Ainsley Andrews tells him. She’s staring at…
I’m cold. Alone in this room, buck-naked and waiting for it, while two doctors and a rabble of nurses peek at me through a window of darkened glass. Nothing has happened yet. What a…
The Night Mare was coming. Everyone was talking about it. It’d been just over a year since its last feeding, so if there was ever a time for an entire town to…
I love nature, I love the surprising and sometimes perplexing adaptations it produces to fill an ecosystemic niche. Just when I think I’ve seen it all through my many romps and hikes, a new…
Kirsten enjoyed a luxurious stretch in her large bed, revelling in the euphoria of a restful night. That, and knowing it was her day off, was pure bliss. The King-size bed was all hers,…
She is always replacing things. Just as I get comfortable with a sofa – it’s gone. I can never relax at home. She can’t tell me why she feels the need to do it….
What They Caught at Loon Lake by Michael Carter A rod tip bobbed above cattails swaying in the summer breeze. Little Amanda held the cork handle of her rod firm as she traversed…
Day Drinking at the Bridge by L.L. Asher “Gimme some more.” Sarah elbowed Jessie. Jessie swung her backpack around, swaying, and fished out the orange soda bottle. She swung it like a clock’s…
He was anxious—actually, he was flat out terrified—but also obsessively prepared. It was all he’d been thinking about for the past few days. What better way to move on and prosper in life…
by Steve Stred My shovel struck the lid of the coffin at 2:15 in the morning. Up until then, my brother had been helping, but he’d started to slow down, complaining about getting…