Poor Imp

I thought I ought to post something in the literary forums. I'm rather content with this. But any thoughts or comments are welcome. Any one have a guess why, at ...

Interrogative Note: Out of curiosity, what do people think of the POV, no quotation? If you read, and notice, I'd like to know. I should have know it was Daffy ...

Free-write...3:00 in the morning. I don't know where the characters came from. ...Thoughts? “I probably could,” said Kevin, “Probably.” Quiet, glazed eyes drifting into the reflective glass, h

Short, for/inspired by Fantasy Fool's Writing Challenge. Something of a character sketch. Vindictive, murmured the captain, pressed with wilting weariness against tiller, swaying. Along the shore voic

... 'Don't worry,' said Til, 'I don't know where I'm going.' He sat beneath the park elms and stared at the sky, light spotting his face, silvered like the tree ...

Presque Vu Note: It's a bloody mess. And of course, written because I have so much time on my hands with NaNoWrimo and Vetren'iy. Thoughts? Very first draft, very confused? ...

Note: On whim and in ten minutes...the idea's been tweaking my thoughts. Make any sense? -- ‘But sin’s old world ----.’ The man sat in his chair like a bruised ...

'deprive a mirror of its silver and even the tsar won’t see his face. -Russian Proverb -- Fallowdell looked into the mirror and saw a man. Silver-limned, long-faced, wide grey ...

Babushka Babushka had many grandchildren; and she liked to think of them while she painted. Rocking, humming lullabies bleak as siberian winter, she painted rosaries, mystery to mystery, decade to ...

Siamo Anziani [ We Are Old ] 026. lurk Note: It seems terribly short. Written in as little time as its length might hint. Oy, but to expand felt to ...