Shortstory Stories

The van pulled up outside the house, its driver switching off the engine. Mrs. Lyson watched from behind a net curtain in her upstairs bedroom. It’s about time, she thought, watching as the plumber rummaged in the back of the van for his equipment. He was soon heading up the path and ringing the doorbell. She opened the door and allowed Bill Hollis to enter. They exchanged pleasantries, and Mrs. Lyson told him that the si...

 A white ball streaked across green felt and snapped into a triangle of colorful balls. The formation exploded, and the balls thumped off rails, clicked off one another, came to rolling stops. Two stripes fell into pockets.Billy Miller removed a greasy baseball cap, ran a hand through greasy hair, returned the cap to his head, and said: “I hate you.”Stephen Zander smiled and chalked his cue with a big fist. He was tall an...

I have so much love for the arts and anything creative. It just sets my heart on fire, and that's why I'm always trying out different things here and there.I was trying to do a little bit of writing. I get my inspiration mostly from my friend Anthony Chansa. I swear this person can write no lie and my aim is to be even at least half as good as him.It is the tiny piece of writing I did last night when I couldn't sleep. It'...

There are moments in life that determine our fates. Call them crossroads or decisions, determinations or resolutions, the labels matter not. What matters is that a choice must be made, and the reverberations of that choice will be felt for the rest of our days.Agnes has arrived at such a place.She sits with two cards in her hand, a ten of spades and a six of diamonds, the blackjack dealer standing before her. No one sits ...

Living in the body of a charred and colossal skeleton lies a man wanting to burst through the rib cages and escape. A man wanting to tear at the skin and crawl out like a birthing baby. A man trying to scream so loud that the eardrums can no longer ignore his cries. But with every scream and every scratch the skeleton heals itself and ignores that any of it happened. The only space surrounding the skeleton is a void unfat...