Things were finally starting to come around. The new job was getting into full swing, the significant other had agreed to move back in, the family was finally, begrudgingly, on good terms. Everything was finally starting to fall into place. It was as if the first of the year had been the one catalyst to bring a basket of good luck to his ( Read more... )

The rain drizzled incessantly down, cooling the air off, splattering the screen, hitting the ground and splattering into great, thick puddles. The house had been too warm, he'd decided. The heat drove him out onto the wet wooden porch, sitting in a tshirt and shorts. The shirt clung wetly to his skin, the shorts sodden and soggy ( Read more... )

Inside the house felt as gray as the windows outside. The air was thick; the days of rain had finally let up, but the clouds had not dispersed. Birds sang, air breathed in the window, and neighbors could be heard banging around elsewhere in the building, in the complex. He listened to it all with a faint, passing jealousy. The birds sang ( Read more... )

It has dawned on me, with increasing frequency of late, that I have a really hard time finishing a story ( Read more... )

"Are you playing your lonely game again?" His tone was always gentle, a friendly teasing ( Read more... )

The sky was the weary color of perpetual dusk, a black-purple bruise, a nail when it was hit hard enough to fall off but didn't have the good sense to do so. The sand underneath the wounded sky held no color, barely held the whuff-whuff sound of his feet tramping across ( Read more... )

(twist on 'mistaken identity', from 3am epiphany. arbitrary word count 700.)
caveat emptor: Deliberately untranslated language! I took some liberties with shortening words, to reflect the natural patterns of lazy speech. if i did something wrong, please ljmail me or im me or something, to let me know. Or, y'know, you could tear my English to ( Read more... )

Imperative (500 words, second-person narration.)
(notes: Tense was very hard to keep in this, and I know I slipped up once or twice.)

( cut so as to not clutter up your flist. )

The house is quiet throughout. A slight drip from upstairs can be heard, the echoing calls of crickets from across the field outside, the wind blowing vaguely through far away trees ( Read more... )