P. M. Starr
Bio
I love reading and writing for pleasure, comfort, and creating introvert sanctuaries.
Top-tier contender for all-time favorite book: Lizard Music by D. Manus Pinkwater
Early influences: Judy Blume, Ray Bradbury, (real) V. C. Andrews
Stories (18/0)
TRAIN OF THOUGHTS
You want me to write about a book that changed me, eh? Me: a lover of trippy escapist fiction and short stories. Me: someone who was grounded from reading as a tween and forced by my mom to “go outside and play” because I read so much as a child and teenager.
By P. M. Starr10 months ago in BookClub
Serving Madame Dollarangelle and The Cockroach Prophet at Lunch
Chapter I: Arranging the Meeting Giving a zippy scratch of my nails on the rattan screen between her boudoir and the walk-in closet where I conduct business, I clear my throat and announce my purpose in interrupting her slumber:
By P. M. Starrabout a year ago in Fiction
Test Caps: Chapter 1
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.” It was the skinny one talking to his bigger friend, leaning in close with a hand cupped around his mouth to make the words sound even more dramatic, building tension like a voiceover for a movie trailer while we waited in the auditorium for the suits to begin their program.
By P. M. Starr2 years ago in Fiction
Iced Tea
My wife sunbathes on her chaise lounge in our lush backyard: a private dinosaur garden full of gigantic primitive-looking plants with fronds, fuzzy bark, and palmate leaves. Her long bare legs shine with suntan oil all the way up to her caramel-colored monokini cut very high above her hipbones. A gold chain between her breasts connects the V of fabric to cover them while leaving her bellybutton exposed below.
By P. M. Starr2 years ago in Humans
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