Chapter 4 — The Watcher and the Butcher — I stood frozen as I stared through the crack in the blinds. Horrified by the sight in front of me. The shape, wrapped in shadow, detail absorbed from sight by the glare of the streetlight behind, was clearly a person. Thoughts raced through my mind. Had they been hit by…

Chapter 3 — The Street Deceiver — Cars go flying by me in a never-ending cycle. Stopping briefly when the traffic light beckons. I like to think about where they are heading. It helps me pass the time. I’ll tell ya, it gets boring out here, and lonely. Imagine that, being surrounded by hundreds of people a…

Chapter 2 — Streets of Broken Dreams There is no saving grace in this city. Not for anyone except the wealthy elite. I was born and raised here, and my parents owned a little bakery a few blocks away. …

Chapter 1 — Streetlight Souls Authors Note: The short stories here are fiction and will be serialized in parts to form a larger work. They stand alone in themselves but will fit together under similar themes. …

Writing eulogies for practice — Are you looking for an outside-the-box way to practice and hone your writing skills? Look no further and give this a try! Eulogies? You’re telling us to write eulogies? Yes, I am, so let me explain! It may sound macabre, but writing eulogies provides a wealth of opportunities to practice…

Lost in a sea of produce — Story for The Daily Write challenge from MIDFORM Piper was staring at the apples. Red and delicious, even green ones. She didn’t like the green ones. She looked up and her mother wasn’t there. She walked to the end of the apple bin. …