Little Red Riding Hood is a Slut (Pt. 1)

My first ever Fucked Up Fairy Tale. 1. Didn't an act of love seal Little Red's fate? Sure, Grandma wasn't there, but here's the truth from that day (if you care): Red was planning a special date. She was so sick of Granny's critical stares, a cross-dressing wolf - especially male -was to Red delightful... Continue Reading →

From a Crack in the Wall (Flash Fiction and Writing Prompt / Writing Challenge!)

From a Crack in the Wall (Flash Fiction and Writing Prompt / Writing Challenge!) https://fitfulfearfulphantasmal.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/from-a-crack-in-the-wall-flash-fiction-and-writing-prompt-writing-challenge/ — Read on fitfulfearfulphantasmal.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/from-a-crack-in-the-wall-flash-fiction-and-writing-prompt-writing-challenge/ My ending: By the time he reached the crack, he had allowed his fear and doubts to overwhelm him. The crack was gushing blood like a severed artery. He slowly breathed and regained control of his... Continue Reading →

Fiction? Pt III

Fiction? Fiction? Pt II  After another sleepless night, Anna began to believe that she was already dead; her body and mind just had not caught up yet.  She found herself pacing through her house, trying to clean. She had company coming, and she realized her house had become a disaster over the past month. She... Continue Reading →

Fiction? Pt II

Fiction? Pt I Timelines became blurred as her confusion mounted.  Kris had suggested she read Alice I Have Been a few months ago, and her world now felt exactly like Wonderland.  She knew how Alice must have felt in her rabbit hole.  In her mind, it did not matter when anything occurred, because her memories... Continue Reading →

It’s the little things

I'm not going to lie, I'm hitting a weird wall the last few days. It's likely depression, and I'm trying to approach it better than the bury-head-in-sand ignore it approach or the move constantly so it won't catch you approach.  I wrote to myself today, all day: "I know I'm Not okay, and that's okay."... Continue Reading →

Fiction?

Part I Anna had been fighting with Kris for awhile.  For as much as she loved him, it always felt like a square peg in a round hole.  Whenever she had tried to tell him how much she loved him; he would tell her to repress it and stuff it down.  As time went on,... Continue Reading →

The New Girl

"Do you know who I am??" Anna expectantly asked a man in an impeccable suit.  The man looked at her with mild distaste, thinking her ego was a bit much.  Anna glanced at unfamiliar cubes and faces.  The man shook his head as he shook her hands from his arm.  "No, but get to work." he... Continue Reading →

Two Truths & A Lie

Realizing she hasn’t really created anything today, a writer scrambles with a short story… Anniversary date night. Her expectations are high, even if key is low.  He seemed quiet, she worried. Snuggled on the couch, she exclaims after a glass or two of chardonnay – “I know, let’s play a game.  Two truths and a... Continue Reading →

Dear _____, (#9)

Dear _____, I have seen you so many times, but you never seem to notice me.  I started and stopped this letter so many times, because I don't even know who to send it to.  I see your face in my dreams, and I swear I have heard you laugh when the wind blows.  I... Continue Reading →

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