glimpses shared by our authors
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I love the feeling of cleaning. I mean, I don't like cleaning out and taking all that time and the actual work... but like most people, I appreciate the accomplishment. ... read more -
She ground her teeth and shrugged him off. "Yes," she agreed. Seer demanded, "Make me a weapon." "Sure thing. What kind?" "Something to break buildings and shoot planes from the ... read more -
so then she hit sign in. and didn't really have anything to write but felt it was worth looking into. and by 'looking into' she did mean 'trying out'. logging ... read more -
"I'm Thomas, by the way, nice to meet you," he suddenly said, as though he couldn't stand the silence anymore, and took his hand out. She stared at it, knowing ... read more -
She had always felt sick whenever the external situation was at odds with her internal situation. The clean front seats of her parked compact car were dark, and quiet, and ... read more -
i didn't know whether i should be passionate about life, or just have fun. the teen years were the wonder years, and they were confusing years too. certainly stereotypical, but ... read more -
With hair the color of honey wheat and pale blue eyes, she of course fell in the "popular" group. As she walked out of the lab, our eyes met. I ... read more -
Nell's strange, PDA-like device was tiny in his hand, but he could read the screen easily enough. Sometimes messages would come up, but they were in a code he didn't ... read more -
Unopened, the envelope hums. The vibrations only serve to make me continuosly aware of it. I suppose this could annoy the average person. Not me. I care for the envelope. ... read more -
The situation here has improved exponentially since the addition of some dank-as-shit California herb. I have never smoked this much in my life: in my few sober hours a day ... read more
