The beginning, in which I think to myself, “Hey, I think I could write myself a novel during National Novel Writing Month!” …
Saint Patrick’s Day was the day the Earth opened up.
I still remember the day. My brain has preserved it in colors that are brighter than they should be, like early […]
“Take a closer look.”
Theresa leaned her head across the slim space between the austere oak tables in the library that separated her from her long-suffering boyfriend, Emerson. She knew from years of practice just how close she could come to the boys’ table without attracting the attention of the guard standing by the front […]
Specific instructions about how to write your first novel in just one hour. […]
While you’re waiting to tuck into crescent rolls, a challenge:
Relate a mundane event that happened to you today.
Add “Isn’t Life Like That?” or “Isn’t Jesus Like That?” or “Isn’t Love Like That?”
See if you’ve got an instant Vinyl Cafe story, Sermon, or basis for a hit song.
The virus becomes biologically adaptive, infecting a bacteria that grows along the roadways and sidewalks, and begins to evolve to exploit its new interconnectedness… just as the human population of the Earth is undergoing a new surge upward. […]
Besides Ann Romney, who is clearly queen of the night, how can we assign roles for the other characters from the 2012 campaign season? […]
All across the land, children are settling down to bed. For them, we offer this audio recording, for the very first time anywhere online, of An Ajudicative Bedtime Story
Is it a coincidence that those lips appeared on that tree just as I was passing by? Non-believers might think so, but more spiritually inclined people will see that I was meant to see the lips on that tree, and that I was meant to write this article showing the ent lips to the world. […]
We would seek an alteration in subsection 22 of section A, inserting the word “pretty” in front of the word “please”, and further inserting the phrase “with a cherry on top”. […]
Calling for Marcus, she searched the first floor in a quick circle, but she saw and heard nothing. The house was silent. […]
Adventures in Aisle Seven With The New Eleven
Arthur looked back down as quickly as he glimpsed his image on the BoxMart security television system. He didn’t need more than a peripheral reminder that he had grown lumpy, saggy and stooped. All he wanted was to go in, get a few microwave burritos […]