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High Stakes
Far away in the Himalayas there was a man who never stopped telling stories, it said in the National Geographic. To most of its readers, this was nothing more than a vaguely interesting article, but to John? It was a lifeline. His novel had stalled, which was not a good thing because the email he’d…
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Ink and Iron
This is a right bloody nightmare, thought The Knight as he slashed through the throat of the man charging him. He’d travelled for days to submit his manuscript to the castle’s essay competition, so it was just his luck to turn up right as all these godforsaken siege-artists were in the way. They really ought…
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Imagine a fancy frog
Sir, these are not the worms I ordered. Mine were supposed to be longer. Please tell the chef he has ruined my day; I bid you adieu.
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Bench Rendezvous
Jason was really starting to regret not sitting a little bit to the left on this bench. Ever since he’d sat down, he’d felt a cold metal bolt digging itself into his backside. Unfortunately, though, this was the only spot on the damn thing where he had a full view of the hill. He wanted…
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Cod Damn It
Every day was always the same for Jianping, so he thought it was a safe assumption that today would be no exception. His morning started as it always did; he woke up next to his wife on their thinly padded bed. He stood up and rolled his neck from side to side, then walked barefoot…
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A short story about cranes
If you were to look up right now, you’d see two cranes disappear behind a grey cloud. You wouldn’t, however, see those cranes dangling some rather heavy bundles from their beaks, and that they were none too happy about it, either. “I don’t know what to tell you, man, I think this one’s broken,” the…