Humor
Woo Assassin
It began so mundanely: two pedal taverns in the streets of Nashville, each full of drunken rowdy bachelorettes. One tired trucker on hour 15 with no sleep, hauling radioactive goop. One innocent Minnesota woman on a business trip, exploring the city after hours.
By caleb paschall2 years ago in Fiction
Humpy Dumpy And His Amazing Jumpy Shoes
Hi, my name is Humphrey, but you can call me Humpy Dumpy. I am 4, and I am a hero, a SUPER hero! I got that name yesterday, (actually a month ago - 4-year-olds remember in dog years, but backwards), anyway, that's when I saved all the kids in my class from a terrible disaster.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Fiction
The Invisible Woman . Runner-up in Epic Beginnings Challenge.
“Nina, you’re on in five.” “Thanks, Noah.” “Noah, where’s Nina?” “I don’t know, Jim, she was just here a minute ago.” “Hello! I’m here!” I reach for Noah’s arm, but I start falling instead. What the hell? The white lights of the studio pulse and spin. My dress, once soft against my skin, is now drenched with confusion. As I balance on the thin points of my black stiletto heels, I hear. “I’ve got you.
By Jodie McMahon-Joseph2 years ago in Fiction
"Adam the Pure" and Adam's Ale
Adam was born as pure as driven snow. Within the garden there were fruits and such and only water to be drunk (drank, drink-ed, well, whichever). There was Adam's ale a'plenty and in abundance. His skin was lovely and he walked in perfect nakedness and sobriety within the blessed peaceful Eden of perfection.
By Antoni De'Leon2 years ago in Fiction








