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Category: Short Stories
Grant the Grammar Guy
The Door
They're crouching outside the door, calling to you, "Let us in." You love them and hate them at the same time. You want to; the desire is there. The fun, the excitement, the thrill calls you. But, you know the guilt, the anguish, the self-loathing that will be a result. It would be best if … Continue reading The Door
Fire Spreads
'Tis a dark orange morning. There is a chill in the air after the weekend of soaring temperatures of 110 degrees or more. Eight o'clock, and there is no sign of the sun. Ash floats around in the air and covers whatever it touches. A feeling of foreboding falls across the land. My heart lurches … Continue reading Fire Spreads
Beyond Belief
Before belittling my bemusing blog, I beseech, behold its beauty. Beloved Bride, Between begin and become, it behooves us to believe the best, befriend, behave, and belong, betide. Beautifully beholden to bequeath, to bestir beyond breath, on behalf of this behest bejeweled beauty before, behind, and beside our begotten. Beware the beguiler beneath--who befogs, befuddles, … Continue reading Beyond Belief