glimpses shared by our authors
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Week one of the adventure was orientation. Oh, and what a week it was. It's safe to say that the best part of that week is looking back on it. ... read more -
Some called it the Decomp, the Plague or the Roaches*. Most commonly known as the Zombie Flu, as it was called in its most primal stage, it was the latest ... read more -
I was born on December 13, 1992. I have no idea what it was like, but I assume it was cold. I can't remember my first days, weeks, months, years, ... read more -
She called for me. She wanted me to come to her. They said it was unsafe, too dangerous, but I came anyway in the early rays of light. I reached ... read more -
It shouldn't be much longer. I was sitting in my dorm room studying for exams- I had barely left in days. Hunched over my desk alongside the artificial glow of ... read more -
I want to stop thinking about you. I need to stop. It can't be healthy. Having you in the back of my head, taking up space I could be using ... read more -
Here's the thing. I know she's me. I know it. But I look at these photos, these moments of the past and I find it harder to recognise myself in ... read more -
As I entered the room I noticed a punch bowl filled to the rim with brightly colored pills - hot pink, electric orange, laser green, and a plethora of other ... read more -
Chapter 1 rewind two weeks. i'm 17, and bored out of my flipping mind, so what do i do in emerson county? GO HIKING! yeah, i know, boring right, its ... read more -
She just sat there. She just sat there, legs crossed, arms folded into her lap, her gaze cast upward at the ceiling. Her head is tilted back, her long brown ... read more
