"Annabelle, please, help. I need something, anything, from you right now."

"I'm thinking, I'm thinking. Muses get writer's block too, you know."

"I don't think I've ever in the history of the world heard that. It kinda defeats the purpose of your existe…

Form #1054B, It was too early for form #1054B.

I took a sip of my coffee. It was black. Not because I took it that way, but because someone had taken the last of those little individual creamer cups. Also, nobody had refilled the sugar over the weekend e…

I felt like my heart was on fire whenever I saw her. Like a tentacle of hot flame wrapped around the ventricles and tried to choke the life out of me but not in a bad way, if you can imagine such a thing being a pleasant experience.

It was just love. OK,…

I was sitting on a bench. It was cold. The weather, not the bench. Though because the bench was made of a thick, stone slab, it too was cold, not that it is worth noting.

This was a strange place. Lights, people, strange writing that I had never seen bef…

Sandy, Joan & Kara were growing tired. Also, hungry. They tried to split the last cherry cola flavored Tic-Tac three ways but soon discovered that nail clippers were not suited to such a task & the small breath freshener candy went flying into the depths …

"Well..." started Melissa, "the church is on fire, but the inside is still flooded to about waist level."

"Never again" said the monsignor with a heavy sigh.

To which he heard from the church's parking lot, "To be fair... the barbeque was a good idea in…

I twiddled my mustache. Simply because I had a mustache which was very twiddle-able. It curled in a way that laughed at gravity, without wax of any kind and no roustabout would be able to ever knock it askew.

I toweled the sweat from my brow like so many…