a flash story by David G Shrock Sketchpad under arm, Julie marches on the sidewalk. Cold breeze lifts hair off shoulder, and she glances up at the eastern sky expecting the glow of the rising sun. A handful of stars … Continue reading →
As a hobby writer and a computer programmer, I find this last year interesting. The recession, unavoidable and necessary, looms over us. Traditional publishing finds itself in an awkward position due to changing technology clashing with culture mixed with new … Continue reading →
a #fridayflash excerpt from “Suffocation Bell” by David G Shrock The smell of lilac and pine consumed the heavy air. Silence wrapped around becoming a constant chime. A softness cradled around nestled from head to toe. Time was lost, recent … Continue reading →
a flash story by David G Shrock The crank turned, ratchet clanking into place releasing an explosion of metal crashing throughout the cavern. Grinding over a massive wheel, chain rattled down the stone pit disappearing into darkness. The machine seemed … Continue reading →
a flash story by David G Shrock Arranged in rows by color, gold up front and red by the picket fence, chrysanthemums lined the left side of the stone path. The rows of perfect bundles curved with the path around … Continue reading →
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