A SHORT STORY, PART ONE. The old man started coming around the day that Billy Clyde knocked me out. It was the end of third grade, right before summer break. School let out early and […]
Tag: late night fiction
Late Night Fiction #7
Franky with a “Y” For anyone just joining, this is an ongoing short story that I’m having some fun with. Previous scenes can be found HERE, if you’d like to read them. This scene won’t make […]
Late Night Fiction #6
Franky with a “Y” For anyone just joining, this is an ongoing short story (that is slowly becoming long-er). It was written in my Creative Writing class a year ago, and I’m sharing (and editing) […]
Late Night Fiction #5
The beginning of this short story, which spans across several posts, has now been pieced together on one page. Scenes One, Two and Three can be read HERE. I’ll be adding the new scenes as […]
Late Night Fiction #4
I’m including a table of links to hold this story together. Continuing on from night #3 Asher turned to see the woman standing at the doorway, and then his eyes darted away. He couldn’t believe […]
Late Night Fiction #3
Chapter One Continued Asher stood frozen as questions flooded his mind. Was he going mad? Was it a dream? He pinched himself hard and yelped. Shards of glass crunched under his feet as his body […]
Late Night Fiction #2
Franky with a “Y” Continuing on with last night’s story… Chapter One: Scene Two Months later, and miles away, Asher struggled to assemble his router. He was ready to break his silence. He needed to […]
Late Night Fiction
This is a wild experiment. I’ve been thinking about where I want to go with my writing, and it occurred to me that I could revisit a short story I wrote in my creative writing […]
