Living on Writer's Block

Creating is everything.

  • The Growl

    My town was the sort where nothing happened. Law enforcement was bored, and as a result, parking tickets were pretty common. It was the sort of town where the only skatepark didn’t have anything more interesting than a half-pipe, and not more than six feet at that. It didn’t even have walls. And it was…

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  • Saturday Morning

    An ice machine hums. Cracks. The hum quiets to a lower rattle while a fan drones on. A buzz clicks on and stays on while arrhythmic thumping echoes from the room on the other side of the wall to my right. The arms of my wooden chair press into my arms and I feel my…

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  • A Tuesday Love Letter

    There are moments when I look at people and for a moment I see them with someone else’s eyes. Moments when I look at them and have to pause to catch my breath. When I see them almost like a stranger, when their features change and become novel and new all over again. Moments when…

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  • Pretty

    The red lights of the ambulance fluttered dimly in the summer sunlight, the black asphalt of the highway the only dark tone amid the golden fields and bright blue sky. I was strangely conscious of the peaceful surroundings around the accident as I ran towards the crumpled Rav-4 on the side of the road. Flames…

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  • Lion

    “Bring the lions out!” “Bring the —“ “Bring the lions out!” The crowd roared above me, eager for a show. I stood alone in the shadows of the Colosseum.  I stood in the tunnel out to the arena. A low snarl and growl filled the sandy interior of the arena, and then a roar of…

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  • RUN

    Hey, guys, just a quick one this time — a recommendation, find the song ‘Strange Young World’ by Ranya & Hidden Citizens while you read this one. Three lines out of that song inspired this brief little scene. Flames licked broodingly over the shattered remains of the town as we walked by.  Broken bodies and…

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  • First Thing in my Mind… Nightmares

    I passed a store that was totally dark inside, no clerks or cashiers, and also no gate over the doorway. The only light came from the dim lightbulbs of the walkway that went all the way around the mall, with railings against the overlook that plummeted straight down to the first floor. This level seemed…

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  • Last Night in a Quiet Place

    A slight noise rouses me from my half-asleep state for a moment, but when I lift my head sleepily to listen, there is nothing. No sound, no movement. I lay back down and cuddle deeper into the pillow, eager to let soft, warm sleep claim me. A few minutes later, I am almost there, when…

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  • Chapter 21

    “She was back, Samuel, only different. She was young, and beautiful, and all in black and red instead of the pink she used to wear. And she was sitting on a throne, high above me; and she had horrible burns across the side of her face and all down her body.” “I don’t care what…

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