Tales from the Canyons of the Damned: No. 13

Tales from the Canyons of the Damned: No. 13

• § ☼ •~• ☼ § • It’s Here!! • § ☼ •~• ☼ § • For the Valentine’s Day edition of Canyons, I wanted to do something special. Something to do with love, obviously, but not like anything else I’ve ever experienced. I was going through some old posts...

Escaping the Wait

Cheers to fellow flash fictioneer, Nillu Nasser Stelter, and to her latest post–a most welcome reminder of good times–Rekindling the Flash Flame: A Bite-Sized Story. “The teenager walked in and sat down while her mom signed her in at the window.”...

Good Choice

I see you looking at my boots. It’s okay, I get it. I look trashy with the wedge heels and the faux fur. But take a moment and look again. With all the decisions I make, I don’t often get it right. Buying these boots was a truly good choice. Sometimes we get to...

Lost

The fog is easy enough to navigate. One foot in front of the other, You only need to see the step just ahead of you. But even the strongest will Will only get you so far without an anchor.   And that’s just the fog.   When the gray dissipates, When the world...
Authors Aren’t Backwards Compatible

Authors Aren’t Backwards Compatible

If you’re an editor or hope to become one, this is something you need to understand. No, no. Listen. You really need to get this. It’s so important, in fact, that I’m going to explain this two ways, one of which will be using this handy little graphic. I made dis.See...
BFF in a Box

BFF in a Box

BFF in a Box © Copyright 2016 Jessica West (West1Jess) All rights reserved. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a...
Wicked

Wicked

When you walk into a room filled with balloons, you expect to see party hats, to hear someone singing the birthday song. To smell cake and ice cream. You can almost taste the red punch the instant you lay eyes on the first shiny balloon. The rectory doors slammed shut...
Authors and Options

Authors and Options

Everyone knows the publishing industry has come a long way from a time during which publishing houses were the gatekeepers. Now, authors can bypass big houses (and their dubious, unnecessarily complicated contracts) altogether. Create Space makes it possible (and...

Why I Write (A Blog Hop)

I am delighted, honored, and just plum tickled to have been nominated for the Why I Write blog hop by two writers I respect and admire. Drew Chial‘s prose is poetic, his stamina with each blog post and story impressive. Not only does he write, but he Photoshops...

Crow

She came to me in a dream, commanding me to open my eyes and see beyond the scene.   The first day of Autumn had cooled the air just enough to make standing outside pleasant. Birds sang among golden leaves shimmering in a soft breeze. Nature cared little for the...