Harry makes a momentary stop at the decrepit circus that has materialized in a field overnight. A labyrinth of circus tents like Dante's nine circles descends into madness. Sprinkled with commerce and corruption. A room of indecision, perpetually incomplete. Verbiage, exquisite and visceral; more eerie than terrifying. Starting out, it appeared needlessly wordy and rife… Continue reading Attention Span: Playing Dead by S. E. Casey
Brandy Chester can't sleep, there's a scratching coming from under her bed. Her parents won't check, she's too old to be afraid of the dark. Maybe it's just a mouse, but what if it is a monster? Immersive, you can almost feel the wall against your back, the cold wood floor under your feet. Hear… Continue reading Attention Span: Brandy Chester
The shortest of stories about all that an empty glass can hold. A taut piece of flash fiction at just 2 pages. Only two words too many by my count. They would have increased its impact and extended its memory exponentially. Much more could have been done with this plot. Still, I can't help but recommend… Continue reading Attention Span: Empty Glass
Late night, a laundromat, and a man with a secret about to burst. Inner Demon’s polished cover art promised a prize inside but like any Cracker Jack box in the last few decades held only disappointment. More prologue than a full fledged story. Just a glimpse at Stan and his struggle before it’s over. If… Continue reading Attention Span: Inner Demon
Stick With The Indies 