“Who’s asking?” The man posing that question was, as you can imagine, a shifty-looking good-for-nothing. He had those nervous eyes, dark and partially hidden
You kneel on the edge of the mat. Your lungs are on fire, screaming for oxygen after another vicious scramble that resulted in no points.
“Ain’t nothing there.” James mumbled the mantra he’d used for years. The idea was to think all of the hazards away. James opened his eyes,
It’s a simple question really. What did you do today? The idea behind it, whether the concern or request for such information is genuine or
Well, like many others, this story got started from a prompt. In this case, each writer in class had to come up with an opening
This story and format probably require a little explanation. During a course at Hopkins, I was exposed to George Saunders for the first time and
As with most of the other projects I have going, this one started with a writing prompt from a professor at Johns Hopkins. The prompt
This is a rough draft of a story about my older brother who passed away in 2017. I’m in the process of collecting stories about