Frankenstein created a monster too. His monster wasn’t really a monster. He was misunderstood. Perhaps that’s true of Violet also, but that’s little comfort when your scream is being gagged by a realistic, child-sized fist being shoved down your throat. I make dolls for extra money and to keep busy on empty widowed nights. I … Continue reading Violet: A 100-word horror story
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I'm working late while it is happening. Oblivious, I get on the train, take out my phone, and look at my Twitter feed. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh. People are saying that TV news wasn't covering it. That seems horribly wrong but okay for me since I only have my phone. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh. There are pictures. Frightening images … Continue reading Refreshing isn’t always refreshing
The argument for transparency was always that the only people who have something to hide are criminals, liars, and cheats. Sure people do some things in private because they're embarrassed for others to see them done, but we were assured that that once everyone was revealed we would realize there is nothing to be embarrassed … Continue reading It was like the Earth itself gasped
This is part of my Fiction Friday series. "I want to talk about my vagina." "Seriously?" "Yes. 'I want to talk about my vagina.'" "She just came up to you in Starbucks and said, 'I want to talk about my vagina?'" "She introduced herself then bam! Straight into her vagina." "What did you tell her?" … Continue reading This is not the feminist theatre festival you are looking for
This weekend I'm at BlogHer '14, and the theme is #selfiebration. This is a selfie-themed bit of Fiction Friday flash fiction although it is rather the opposite of the vibe being celebrated at BlogHer. It was inspired by this tweet: *book cover* RT @GWest_13: The selfie of Dorian Grey #HipsterBooks pic.twitter.com/Dbj5fvzQon — darth™ (@darth) April … Continue reading The Selfie of Dorian Gray
Kim Z. Dale 