400. For the lady at the gym that reminded me that I’m bisexual. Her hair was shaved into a short Mohawk and she had a bird tattoo that covered the left side of her neck. Watching her bench press 250 pounds without making a sound made my cunt wet. Short …
200 words using Inktober prompt Husky. She liked her boys big. Tall, broad, beer bellies, or six packs, she just preferred them big all over. Her therapist said it was because she was a husky child and needed to be with someone bigger than her. She knew it was because …
280 words using the inktober prompt build. I asked him to break me down and then build me up again. Whatever it took. “Kneel.” The once soft carpet stabbed like needles into my knees after so long on them. He’d come in periodically, examine my expression, and declare in such …
Hotel of Choice What would you give to be someone else? The hotel gleamed, almost out of place beside the dull brown buildings that surrounded it. It was magnetic in its pull, the vibrant red color beckoning the eye. It was impossible for the casual observer to know what went …
Content warning: A story the subject of Me Too. Nothing explicit, but could be troubling for anyone with a sexual assault history. – It was supposed to be a fun date. A picnic in the woods, but he ruined that. He’d ignored her “no”. He’d pushed her over a fallen …
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Well, I should never make promises I can’t keep. I meant to do an August writing post and didn’t quite manage it. I’m going to be honest, writing in August was really hard so that’s the summary of my writing for last month. But I feel mostly back in the game …
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It’s my birthday! Nothing like a story about an assassin. – Nick had considered himself a lucky guy, until now. There was no ignoring the radiographs or the pain anymore. “I’m going to be honest, Nick, this cancer is aggressive.” He ignored the pity on the doctor’s face. He wasn’t interested …
An open post because I want to talk a little bit about my writing process. Something I may do once a month for Ss and Gs. I sometimes get a particular song or feeling in my head when I want to write something. For June’s piece on ex lovers reuniting, …
