Writer’s Block

Wednesday Words - The Bees

It’s raining outside. Droplets bead on my windows forming a scatter pattern that makes me think of insect swarm behavior. All the bees which used to bury me are dead, […]

Wednesday Words - Facebook

He clicked the loopy arrow at the top of his screen to refresh the page again. Her half-open mouth, sheathed in deep red lipstick disappeared briefly. His eyes flicked to […]

Wednesday Words - Elevator

The sad old demon sat in the corner of the elevator hunched over his knees, face in hands. Thick leathery skin, no longer the vibrant red of youth but purplish […]

Her face was concave, like it had been mashed in by the butt-end of a fork and people never used to smile at her until she got fake tits.

Some mumbling number of years ago, I emerged bloody and (I am told) remarkably blissful from my mother’s womb. The legend goes that I was born with a smile on […]

Unbelievable, but true! Even while living one of the most comfortable and privileged lives in all of human history, a writer will find something to bitch about in order to avoid doing actual work.