Zack Graham
Bio
Zack is a writer from Arizona. He's fascinated with fiction and philosophy.
Current Serializations:
Ghosts of Gravsmith
Sushi - Off the Grid!
Contact: [email protected]
Achievements (7)
Stories (37/0)
My House Mouse Removal Method
I will preface this by saying I like mice – I think they’re cute. Alas, they have no place in my home! This will serve as a field guide for domestic mouse removal, based on my own experiments from the last three weeks. I am rid of all pests after what seemed like endless trials and errors.
By Zack Grahamabout a year ago in Lifehack
The Lost Art of Writing
Writing Defined When a writer completes a sentence, even in the simplest of settings, they’re sharing a sliver of themselves – something they didn’t just string together, but carefully constructed from start to finish. A writer using words is like a musician tuning their instrument; language becomes the chord on which we writers callus our fingers.
By Zack Grahamabout a year ago in Motivation
Face Mask
Every day carry, a breathing pocket meadow; still wet from yester.
By Zack Grahamabout a year ago in Poets
- Runner-Up in The Mystery Box Challenge
Voyeur in the BascàlRunner-Up in The Mystery Box Challenge
Deacon Dillabaud nurtured the vacant expression of a daydreamer. He sat solitary in his apartment while fidgeting with his necktie; a bowl of oatmeal chilled into a loaf beneath his restless fingers. Stacks of neatly filed newspapers lay unread before him on the stained oak table.
By Zack Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
Whale Spotting
Monterey Bay, California is famous for a lot of things. This is due in part to novelist John Steinbeck, who immortalized the streets when he published Cannery Row. I found it overwhelming trying to keep track of the historical totems that litter the walkways of the district. Each intersection is the scene of some famous book or celebrity rendezvous.
By Zack Grahamabout a year ago in Families
- Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge
Sushi - Off the Grid!Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Kenji thought that would be hard to prove. Gazing out from his rickety atmocraft, he wondered who’d be silly enough to open a window to listen. The engine’s lone thruster idled as the ship floated in queue – he could hear that, so why not a scream?
By Zack Graham2 years ago in Fiction