About visiting an antique shop with my mother.

Caution: This isn't for you.

The title says it all.

Though only a dog, Gizmo held a deep appreciation for the melancholic tunes that sang forth from the massive black piano his owner played upon. But tonight’s rhapsody was sad in a way that Gizmo had never before heard his master play. Dog perspective.

She had the messiest job of them all. She hated it, but couldn't quit, because she was trapped. Smashing mallets into people's heads gets easier after a while...until something horrible happens to you.

Follow the growth of young Tommy Birch as he learns the facts of life in some of the hardest ways possible. Through letters, we see through the eyes of both Tommy and those in his life the heartbreaking truth of reality as a little boy comes to understand family, foes, life, death, hate, and love. Read and review!

Written for the August Writing Contest, via The Review Game: "She does not wear jewelry; instead she has curled wild blue bells around her fingers with string."

My July WCC Entry. This is the one who controls all time, who holds the power of the energy in the palm of his hand.

Jesus Christ. Differently.

..."...she even brought a zip-lock plastic filled with cereal and milk, and used a plastic spoon to eat." Just a story about that queer girl.

Trapped inside her confining mind, all she could ever do was obey.

I am Juliet