Flash fiction — It was love at first sound. We were the only two left in the waiting room of the doctor’s clinic. The receptionist had gone home early, and it was as quiet as an empty concert hall. Quiet, that is, until a peculiar sound reverberated around the room. “Pardon?” I said…

A poem from the multiverse — As I strolled through the countryside I noticed a girl relaxing in a nearby meadow She had beautiful wavy brown hair And milky white skin And simple plain clothes With a wide-brimmed straw hat She made the entire scene seem Like something surreal So I made my way over her…

A poem — Word on the street is that There’s a new word in town. Nobody’s heard the word, but Everybody’s heard about the word. Word of the word came about One day amidst the absurd And ludicrous movements Of the proverbial herd Well, that’s what we heard. And word says that the word Was…

An intergalactic love poem — There once was a girl who sat on the steps of my apartment building each and every day She never spoke to anyone as they passed by but just smiled politely Sometimes she would glance my way and our eyes would interlock Like two stars headed for an interstellar binary…

Story prompt — Throughout history, there have been characters that remain quotable until this day. From Shakespeare’s Hamlet to Matt Groening’s Homer Simpson, their quotes have left a lasting impression. In the November prompt, the task, should you choose to accept, is to write a short story featuring a quirky, but quotable character…

Upside down and inside out — Once upon a time, in the realm of thought and hue, Lived a curious notion, titled, “The Opposite is True”. In a kingdom of ideas, all plain and askew, There was a peculiar resonance, where everything was cuckoo. “The world is flat,” some voices in the crowd grew, In response, the…

Story prompt — Drum roll … for the October story prompt, because that’s exactly what it is. Your story can be anything you want it to be, but it needs to involve a drum roll. The entire theme of the story could be centered around the suspense, anticipation, and resolution that a drum…

In verse — Her mind was like an aeroplane Flying through the eye of a hurricane With thoughts whirling round and round In the background without a sound As she tried to pay attention To the voice of apprehension Telling her to take the leap And close her eyes and go to sleep …

A Bartholomew Ballard story — Bartholomew was a genius bard, but he was a little awkward. Especially around the ladies. His tongue tied into a knot whenever he was around them. Not a literal knot of course, but a metaphorical one. There’s no magic in this story. Or, maybe there is. You decide. Bartholomew fancied…