Monthly Archives: September 2015


​“Reach for the stars!” they cry.
“Reach for the fiery pit!” I reply.
High or low, both are fire,
Not some goal to desire.
Say, “Reach for a flame!”
You’ll burn just the same.

6 Word Short Story: A Bridge to Somewhere

The long climb over the railing.

50 Word Short Story: They Call Him The Philosopher

​       Concrete gets to be comfortable after a while. Familiar, anyway. Too many years of sitting on sidewalks makes a couch or chair too soft and too warm. Not that most folks let you, but that’s part of it, too. “Normal” changes. Even hot water feels strange. Or a full stomach.

Bonus Post: What?

​Drums, bass, and jumbled noise –
A raucous chaos,
It was music when it compressed to file
When it burned to disc
When it left the speaker
The harsh, hard vastness
Twisted it and distorted it.
Mixed with all the finesse
Of a broken blender
Thrown against a wall.
Over and through it,
A clatter of pins roars through
Voices raised like the music:
The sound carried words
When it left the mind,
The mouth. No longer.
Now, it is one more discord
In a jagged chorus of noise.

No, I don’t know
What song is playing.

Happy Belated Anniversary

            Well, the three month anniversary of this project skipped right by me (actually, the second one did, too). It’s hard to believe that it’s been 3 months already (and at the same time, it’s not hard at all). I wasn’t sure I’d make it this far, but although there have been some late posts (and some technical glitches), I’ve been pretty consistent about writing for this every day. Yay! Break out the party favors!
            It’s been a little strange – I don’t usually let anyone see my rough drafts as I’m writing, so that’s pretty nerve-wracking. I’m still not sure how far I’ll get before I break and go back and make revisions… But I’ve said that before (and probably will again). Other than typos, it hasn’t happened… yet.
            Also, writing and posting each morning means that my brain tends to focus on the same subject matter. I have been trying hard not to give you too many poems and short stories about needing more sleep or caffeine. That’s about all my brain wants to think about first thing. If you see me trending in that direction a lot, feel free to let me know. If it becomes too much of a struggle, I may end up switching it to nightly posts, so be forewarned about that possibility.
            On the plus side, I did get some short stories up. I didn’t get any plays written for this yet, so that’s my goal for the next round. Since the major goal is to keep the experiment going for at least a year, I have 9 months to get a play added. (I shouldn’t have told myself that.)
            And, of course, the most important part of an anniversary: Thank you all again for reading! You guys are awesome! It’s so exciting to know that people are reading these posts, and I’d love to hear from you! Seriously, you’re welcome to send me prompts or comments at any time. If I get super ambitious (or find some free time stacked away somewhere), I may put up a survey or something. But for now, thanks for reading, and I hope you keep enjoying the random things I write!

6 Word Short Story: Writer’s Block

Purring fur lying on the keys…

Angles of Difference 3

09:22:15 Diverged.Cry

6 Word Short Story: No Throwing Back

             A swallowed hook: fish for dinner!

6 Word Short Story: Panic

             “We forgot to use a condom!”


I look in the sky
It looks into me
It’s an uneven deal
And always will be.

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