glimpses shared by our authors
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John Cook sat alone in his bedroom, squished into his beanbag chair, watching The Island of Dr. Moreau. On the floor around him were potato chip bags and empty cans ... read more -
I laced my fingers through his and let him lead me through the crowd. We were going to the movies to see this new mystery called Dreamland. It seemed interesting ... read more -
I heard him chuckle, but not his normal chuckle. It was his I-have-a-plan type of chuckle. "I'm gonna do *this*" I heard him murmur right before he dropped the spider ... read more -
the days go by and you, mes semblables, have wanted more of this. more than one page per day of this, this being not a story nor a journal nor ... read more -
"Remember James," the stranger says, his voice not nearly as hushed as daddy's. And though he hadn't directed the question towards me, seein' as he don't even know I'm here, ... read more -
What were they to do? Run underground like rats, and who had attacked them? He did not know, but something must be done, fast. She had to tell him before ... read more -
do is draw. I can do that. I told myself that I would start by not drawing the contour lines this time. I would actually shade in my foot before ... read more -
go back to when you had ownership. go back to when you knew you were necessary. (you were.) wouldn’t it be the simplest thing (the easiest thing) to turn off ... read more -
Man, it's been a while since the last entry in this diary. As I said last time I went on a working trip to Santa Catarina. It was a very ... read more -
Suffice to say, I do mix with the normals and the nerds. The people in the group called 'Normals' are living antonyms of that word. But they care more about ... read more
