Short Stories

“A short story is a different thing altogether – a short story is like a quick kiss in the dark from a stranger.”
― Stephen King, Skeleton Crew


We Liar

The Great Had A Name

Rachelland

Falling Outside of a Dream

I Thought it was Coming Down

Her – Writing in Different Forms

I Look Back

Part 1 of 3: The Color of Broccoli

Part 2 of 3: The Color of Broccoli

Part 3 of 3: The Color of Broccoli

Innocence Beyond Recognition

Doubting Courage

May We Never Forget

A Different Cinderella Story

What Are Friends For?

A Storm

He Brought Her Roses

A Dying Stranger

Living My Own Legend

Tarnished

Minty Memories

Hi I Am

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