Raven turned slowly. Her hands were full, but she just dropped everything she held onto the bed and walked over to Heather. She stood before her, glowering. “Do you know what we did?” she asked.
100 words maximum, excluding the title, of flash fiction or poetry using all of the three words above (‘confidential’, ‘midnight’, and ‘troll’) in the genres of horror, fantasy or science fiction.
A lot has happened in the last two months. Like, a shit ton. Which, when you think about it, can’t be any more than a normal ton. As a unit of measurement, it fails. And yet, here we are.
It started innocently enough. A friend was going through something rough. She assembled a handful of people who were individually supportive of her but largely didn’t know each other. (Some of them did. I didn’t. I didn’t know anyone but the one forming this rag-tag group.) We started a group chat and I swear to […]
“It’s all too much.” That’s what I told her. She gave me that look. You know the one. I know you know the one. I sighed because that’s what I do when she gives me that look. “It’s not complicated,” she said. I cocked my head to the side. Had I been a cat, I […]
Just a few hours ago, I was happy crying. I saw my chiropractor today. Because I was taking a day of PTO (mental health days are a real thing), and because I didn’t particularly feel like dressing up, I didn’t have my wig or any makeup on. I guess to anyone paying attention, I was […]
That thing I said I was gonna do? I did it. I came out. On Facebook. And as if that weren’t enough, I followed it up by fully coming out at work today. Like, I showed up at the office in a wig (complete with kick-ass fuchsia highlights) and makeup. The great FB experiment was fucking […]
I should know better than to make absolutely statements. I really should. But, y’all—I do things I shouldn’t do. Like, all the time. Case in point. A while back I said I wasn’t ever gonna make any kind of big Facebook announcement about my gender. Funny thing about that. This Friday is Trans Day of […]
I hate this feeling. I’ve known for a while now that I need to start moving. Not with transition. That’s underway. Hormones and whatnot are happening. No, I mean with other real life things. I need to start writing for myself again, and I need to move forward with some other money-making stuff I’ve been […]