I've been ignoring my duties a bit here as I've been building something new that's in a bit of a soft launch now. It's a suite of web apps I've developed partly to help me organize different things, partly as an experiment. I think they are pretty cool though and you can check 'em out here.Mindlessly Massive March...

Read Lisa's story, The Retro Diner, now!What makes you hopeful these days?The collective action of concerned citizens to address current issues is the only thing outside of my own circle of family and friends that is currently giving me hope.Do you view this story as a one in the Groundhog Day family of stories?No,...

Harriet entered the building through the main lobby doors and checked her watch. Satisfied, she bypassed the elevators, and walked purposefully to the stairwell. The stairs would take longer, but she savored the anticipation. She clutched a tiny foil wrapper in her hand, and for the first time in months, Harriet...

Read Michael's story, Of Iron & Oatmeal, now!Do you view this story as a critique of military (and/or corporate) “brainwashing?”There are certain themes I come back to again and again in my writing, and one of those is the abuse of power. You can bet that in just about any Michael Allen Rose story, eventually the...

Catch up!Matthew BurbridgeThe story so far:Last issueStart from the beginning

I’m not very happy about it, but I ate the oatmeal.I got the job through my father, who was a high-falutin’ military muckity-muck with too much pull, brass balls to match his medals, and far too much confidence in a son who would rather play with himself than with guns and knives. Each time he would throw me a...

It’s been a busy month so we are going to pretend like nothing has been missed over these last couple weeks because we’ve published some amazing stories for our special month of March. Here’s everything from March so far and we’ve still got one more big story to come on Tuesday. 🌒 Moon DramaAshlee...

Read Isis Aquino and Monica Louzon's story, The abyss in the depths of her eyes, now!Monica LouzonWhat was it about this story that made you want to translate it?There are several different kinds of poignant loneliness in this story that resonated with me, and I’m a sucker for literally star-crossed lovers.Are you...

Lenny opened the window to let in a little fresh air before bed. For weeks, the summer heat had seemed to stick to the walls, but that night, it relented. The moonlight reflected off the stream below, and in the clear sky above, an infinite swarm of stars wished him goodnight. I’m gonna miss this when I live in the...

—Zack Rhodes

Read Tyler's story, How to Paint a Prairie Ghost Train, now!Given it’s a ghost train, I’m dying to know if the paint will still be there when the train returns the next week…That’s a great question! I hope so, but even as the writer of the story, I can’t tell you that for sure. I think one of the things that’s...

“Theron says we should paint the ghost train.”The words spin out of Gabe’s crowded lungs like smoky spider-silk—faint, impossible threads hanging in the air. All but imperceptible until you walk into them. I mash the pause button on my controller and turn toward Gabe, Yoshi’s kart frozen mid-drift on the flickering...