Critical Mass

Candles used to mean so much more as a child. They weren’t needed for warmth, but rather, wishes. Some wishes were juvenile, while some wish...

You should have this next-to-last blog post completed by Monday night, the 11th. You should have five to six stellar blogs by then. (If yo...

"Fanny? Fanny Mae!!! Open up this damn door right now!" The violent knocking persisted. "I'm not kidding woman, you know ...

It occurred to Bob, as he laid on his bed watching geometric shapes dance around his ceiling, that his life severely lacked substantial soci...

Miles looked up at the small clock next to the ancient cash register. With a long slow sigh, like the air being let out of balloon, he lower...

Uncle Harry's fists pounding on the door woke William up from an uneasy sleep. Glancing over at the dresser, the clock read 6:15. Too ea...

Cold Sore I have licked my lips so many times that they are slowly abrading. My once blood-luscious lips have been transformed into a c...

"Hey, wake up." "Wake up, we are closed yaknow." I sit bolt upright in my chair and glance around wildly. "What? Hu...