Living on Writer's Block

Creating is everything.

  • Pretty

    Pretty

    The red lights of the ambulance fluttered dimly in the summer sunlight, the black asphalt of the highway the only dark tone amid the golden fields and bright blue sky. I was strangely conscious of the peaceful surroundings around the accident as I ran towards the crumpled Rav-4 on the side of the road. Flames…

  • Lion

    “Bring the lions out!” “Bring the —“ “Bring the lions out!” The crowd roared above me, eager for a show. I stood alone in the shadows of the Colosseum.  I stood in the tunnel out to the arena. A low snarl and growl filled the sandy interior of the arena, and then a roar of…

  • RUN

    Hey, guys, just a quick one this time — a recommendation, find the song ‘Strange Young World’ by Ranya & Hidden Citizens while you read this one. Three lines out of that song inspired this brief little scene. Flames licked broodingly over the shattered remains of the town as we walked by.  Broken bodies and…