Category Archives: Stories

The Mail Must Get Through

In fair weather or foul, the mail must get through.

No one knows why anymore. It has been possible for a decade to send any message electronically and to replicate or actuate any object that might previously have required physical transportation.

I suppose the mail carriers have a good union.


This story was based on the prompt “in fair weather” on TypeTrigger.

Too Important

Mere minutes til the results are announced. Win or lose, succeed or fail… Which will it be?

She perches on the corner of her bed, clutching her phone. It rings.

“Well?” she breathes.

“Hi, honey. It’s Mom.”

She hangs up in disgust. This is too important.

The phone rings again.


This story was based on the TypeTrigger prompt “minutes til.”

Pawsome Bear Adventure

“It’s Leap Day!” said Benjamin Bear. “Let’s have an adventure!”

“We could go swimming in the ocean!” said Bartholomew Bear.

The two boys ran to the shore and dove in, laughing and splashing and playing.

“Swimming is pawsome!” they said.

“More like jawsome,” said Samuel Shark, eyeing them from below.


This story was based on a pun I saw on a McDonald’s Happy Meal bag.

Fluid Emotions

Crying, bleeding, a runny nose. Sadness, injury, sickness. Why is there this connection between trauma and the loss of bodily fluids?

I drink 10 litres of milk, apple juice, and water every day, because if liquid out is bad, then liquid in is good.

But the ceaseless urination hurts my soul.