Flesh
I haven’t blogged in some time. I want to. With next week getting closer, I best get at least one in. A gentleman I work with is pretty determined to be in a story of mine. I don’t want to … Continue reading
I haven’t blogged in some time. I want to. With next week getting closer, I best get at least one in. A gentleman I work with is pretty determined to be in a story of mine. I don’t want to … Continue reading
Here is the ending to the short story.
Here is part two to my short story. Again, ignore all grammar errors. I hate editing.
I miss writing. It’s my passion. I used to write all the time.
We left off last time when Tramp Stamp called the police… I handed her the phone. She began to get frantic again.
The following story is true. Even the most talented writers in Hollywood couldn’t make something like this up. True stories are always the best.
Poe wrote a story about a man who killed his wife and stuffed her in the wall. The story is fiction but I believe life can imitate art. I recently moved into a new place. It’s a very nice place. … Continue reading