Fiction

Written By: N.Z. Thorne On a curving stretch of road through the Oregon woods, the night was a chaotic playlist of heavy rain and howling winds.

Written By: Thom Schilling Kyle MacDougall awoke at his usual time, 5:30. However, today is when the unusual took over. He sat straight up and rubbed his face.

Written By: Nicholas Starr Kellogg My name is Rubert, Rubert Bernie, and I’ve never been afraid of the woods.

Written By: J.W. Wood I stared at the guy. Was he trying to control me? And how come he knew so much about my work? I’m here to rent a house – not tell him my life story.

Written By: Rebecca Kemp My fingers caressed the new bottle, the words shone brightly in my fluorescent bathroom lights, promises that I knew would be granted.

Written By: Chester Rogalski  There are two types of women in the world, those who wear makeup and those who lie about it.