Fears and Phobias
Fearless
by Jolene Dawe
They say that Sabitha was fearless. She and her band of warrior demons would ride into whatever village was on their list of places to terrorize, take whatever and whomever they wanted, destroy all the rest, mount onto their hell-beasts, and move on to the next town. Read more.
Constance Blows Her Top
People thought I was stupid because I was blonde, and because I walked into furniture, and because of the obvious pleasure I took in hoarding office supplies. Read more.
Procrastination
She wasn't really a coffee drinker and the bitterness of it always surprised her a little whenever she did drink it. Curious that something that smelled so luxurious and inviting should be so offputting when sampled. She was tempted to draw parallels between that and some of the other things--and people--in her life, but in the end that struck her as too trite and she dismissed the thought. Read more.
Bulletproof
by Ian Healy
My name is Harry Blaine, and I have a terrible secret. It's the sort of secret that could keep someone from having a real job, or a life, or a marriage. I've managed to keep it hidden for so many years but every day it eats away at me like a cancer. Read more.
The Barcelona Midnight Express, Part II
by Deirdre Abrahamsson
It was early, just after 6:00 a.m. But Stella wasn't tired anymore. She thought about her dream--she could always remember them so clearly--and smiled at the simplicity of the symbolism. I couldn't hold on to him. I lost him. He's gone.
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