Emulation Practice: Murder, Part 2
Out in the bald valley, a rugged, burley brown fellow lifted tall granite slabs, balancing them until they accepted a perfect upright posture. The man possessed mouse-like attributes - long white whiskers, protrusive yet delicate nose, pronounced ears,...
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Shep
When it comes to career cred, Shep holds the monopoly on it. The "dog of duty," as he is known (quite literally) among his colleagues, is the lead recruiting officer behind the army of his home country Sheperdinia, the estate broker who designed the...
I Stole a Journal and I can't read the handwriting
And it could be a noble-winner too. Anyway, this is where I just write dumb stuff. So, let's say... yeah. This kid steals a journal from some other kid he doesn't know because he got into the wrong locker. Still, this kid likes to collect...
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Vlad
Once the blanket for the cottage of a lonely boy, Vladmir Cherkovsky now only watches him through his mystic Pearl. Every noodle dragon in the frosted mountains of Qinqong is assigned a child to comfort and protect, to curl around and warm, but a...
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Jen
On every birthday's eve, Jen, the Lady Cat of cake frosting, enters the bakery and signals her flock of U.F. Snows to rain. Frosting and sprinkles blanket the confectionary within. She sits among the Olympian Weather Guild, having braved more than one...
Macaroni, King of Mudpie
On national dog day, we got Macaroni, King of Mudpie (formerly king of Canyons and king of Forests) setting the dogs free so he can run with them. However, things get in the way. His mother puts him to bed and piles on the heaviest blankets she can...
Vignette 1: Pink Underneath
Nature, in its sincerest self-presentation, surrounded Raccoon June and her campfire. It was all sheltered from the artificial man-made civilization by a horse-trodden trail. The clean, star-spangled sky was screend only by the fingers of trees, so...
Shred Tristar: The Winning Side
I do, in fact, have a Shark Character. A muscle boy by the name of Shred Tristar. He was a former member of my cast of characters for "The Legend of Yongishere," which is an idea that I've completely rewritten, because I did not invent "Yongishere,"...
The Worst Idea (WARNING: TOILET VULGARITY)
A few nights ago, I came up with the worst idea for, not just a story, but even a couple of sentences. Little Darrin Hugby wants a pet, but his parents won't let him get one. While on the can one day, he comes up with an idea. Rather than flush...