Flash Fiction: Long Drink

30th April, 2010 - Comments Off on Flash Fiction: Long Drink

The radio crackled, old horns and worn drums blared through the noise. Jakob stared at it, willing it into silence. He had just awoken and the world was falling asleep, all except that infernal box. Jesse woke beside him and pouted up at him. “I like the old music. Makes me feel alive.” “You’re dead, […] Read More

Flash Friday: Undead Love

27th November, 2009 - 2 Comments

“Where’ve you been?” “Out.” “Why didn’t you wake me?” “Wanted to be alone.” “You know that’s dangerous.” “So you say.” “I’m not lying to you.” “Whatever.  You’re scared of everyone.” “I…Wait. Where did you go?” “Nowhere.” “You went into the city to drink.” “Maybe.  I get thirsty.” “They could have seen you.  They could kill […] Read More

Flash Friday: Newly Undead

30th October, 2009 - Comments Off on Flash Friday: Newly Undead

“How’d you get here?” “Where do you think you are?” “I was at home, sleeping.” “You aren’t now.” “No, the cinnamon is gone and the blankets are too heavy.” “I brought you here.  Thought you would be safer.  It will be dawn soon.” “I have to go.  They’ll be worried.” “Worse if you walked outside.” […] Read More