After over twenty years of jumping out of aeroplanes, I’m doing my last skydive ever today.
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My parachute won’t open.
Bite-Sized Horror #26: Jump
Tag: DarkHumour
Bite-Sized Horror #24: Hormones
As a teenager, I’ve always dreamt of having a girl knocking on my bedroom window.
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I wish the thing with the sewn-up eyes and the long teeth would go away, though.
Bite-Sized Horror #23: Craftsmanship
The builder my wife had hired was fantastic.
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So, I knew I’d never escape.
Bite-Sized Horror #22: Nape
I felt her warm breath against the back of my neck.
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The grizzly had found me.
Bite-Sized Horror #21: Alter
He had done it; he’d gone back in time and changed history for the better.
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Then he felt himself beginning to fade.
‘Printed Words’: My short story for this week’s Reedsy contest!
Hey there! How’s it going? I participated in the Reedsy contest again — I’m trying to not miss a single one! This week’s contest had a slightly sad theme — remembering the beloved Toni Morrison.
I chose prompt #2 — “write a story about someone trying to escape their situation.” I decided to take the story in a slightly comical and absurd direction, in the hopes of making some people grin in spite of the sad news that seems to constantly barrage us. The title of my short story is Printed Words, and you can read it here.
“The worst moment came when I needed to use the bathroom.” Continue Reading
I hope you like it! I had fun writing it! (I always have fun with my finished pieces — those which aren’t fun don’t get completed!)
P.S. As is the standard, there’ll be no Bite-Sized Horror today — back tomorrow!
Bite-Sized Horror #20: Precipitation
Shortly after the familiar pitter-patter began, my wife grabbed her umbrella and headed outside for a walk.
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Five seconds later she started screaming: “BUGS!”
Bite-Sized Horror #19: Learning
My baby daughter has just started learning to crawl.
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I wish I knew how to get her down from the ceiling.
Bite-Sized Horror #18: Slab
“Is this a joke?” I asked, shivering.
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“She was right here,” said the diener, gesturing towards the bare slab.
Bite-Sized Horror #17: Search
After he confessed, they searched day and night for the bodies.
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It never occurred to the police that they might have moved on their own.
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