Do You Even Lift, Bro?

Guess what, guys? After an extremely long hiatus, I swear I still actually write. It's just all editing novels that I can't post here. This is a writing exercise for class to create conflict using just physical detailing. No plot, tells, or author interpretations. It's a good exercise for people to try out... to better your writing...

A Masquerade for the Damned

In whirlwind circles, hand in hand with their partners, the dancers danced to the the song of violins arguing with flutes, and a heartbeat drum collaborating up with tambourines. To the untrained eye, the ballroom was chaos, but in reality, the dance floor was a perfect orchestration, the dancers the marionettes and the music the...

The Inbetween

Here's another short, free flow piece of writing to keep the Halloween spirit going. Also I have been told by a fellow blog runner that if a piece of bad language to specify just in case we have younger viewership... So yeah. Language warning? ************************************************************************************************* A thick fog came without warning, as if it had...

Centennial Post – The House of Voices

Today we are celebrating our 100th post on this blog of ours. We're still quite small, but we've definitely been growing, which is always good. For our 100th post we decided to do something a little different. All five of us, (Bree Jalique, Evan Elias, Jaden C. Kilmer, J.A. Prentice, and myself, Philip Jean Kilmer,...

The Dark and Winding Road

Happy 1st of Halloween to all our followers... and yes, Halloween is a month long event, spilling over to November 1st and 2nd to include Dia de los Muertos. In honor of my favorite month and holiday, I am going to only make posts that are dark and creepy and Halloween-y (as if 6 out...

A Note to My Future Self

Another piece that started off as a school assignment. I am considering sending this in for possibly publishing, and maybe even continuing the story if the feedback on this is good. ******************************************************************************************************** They sat in the grass right outside of their last class, soaking up the sun before it disappeared behind the trees while other students went...

The Day She Left

Another piece from another class. And a little different than what I've posted before. The Day She Left He awoke hours before the sun did. The sharp breeze rolled in through his window and brushed against his raised skin. In a hurry, he threw on warm clothes, crept down the stairs, walked five blocks, snuck...

Don’t Fear the Reaper

This was a short piece I did for class, under very strict parameters in terms of how the story had to develop and how much detail to add... but I thought I'd still share it. Don't Fear the Reaper Rain pelted the surface of the lake and battered the earth, turning dirt into mud, and mud into brown...

Fading to Darkness and Light (In a Darkened Room IV)

This is where our tragedy finally ends, for those of you who have stuck through all four sections. Let me know what you think in the comments. I had fun with my first piece of short/flash fiction and first horror story. I've actually submitted this piece as a whole to Transfer Magazine at San Francisco...

In a Darkened Room III

Hey guys. Took a little long for this one with college and all. Please let me know what you think in the comment section below. This guys tragic story is going to end quite soon. Be sure to catch part one and two if you haven't yet by clicking the tag "In a Darkened Room"....