My Mother’s Company

This July, my mother turned seventy. She and I don’t get along too well, and that’s putting it lightly. In fact, we hadn’t spoken for two years. Regardless, seventy is a big number, so even if she was a cruel, manipulative bitch, I decided I owed her a visit. So, I stopped by her house... Continue Reading →

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The Collector of Sorrows

I call myself a collector of sorrows. As a teen, I felt alone and ignored. My classmates bullied me, and my parents spent most of their time at work. They didn’t have the time or care to hear how Brett pushed me on the playground or how Tommy joked about my big nose. After a... Continue Reading →

Makhar the Small

A while ago I posted a link to a Creepypasta story I wrote. Here it is again if you never read it. If you like H.P. Lovecraft, this is for you. I will tell this story only once. Pass it around. Alter it if you like. But once I am done with the story. I... Continue Reading →

The 7 Story Types

There are so many great stories out there. In fact, there are too many to list. But what if I told you there were actually only 7 stories? What if I said that we've only ever repeated those same 7 stories? Here they are: 1. Overcoming the Monster A monster threatens the protagonist or the... Continue Reading →

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