It’s early, as you stand alone drinking coffee out of a to-go cup at the bus stop. I frown. Your shorts are too skimpy. No, that’s conditioning. Wear whatever you want, girlfriend. It’s muggy and I wish I were brave enough for my hemlines to climb higher. To hell with my jiggly thighs. Even when … Continue reading Conditioning
Author: MM Schreier
I write. I hike. I sing. And that's the holy trinity of my religion.
Divine Hunger
A forked tongue whipped out to taste the evening air. The potent scent of infidelity made Nithögg’s head swim—a cloying honeysuckle that almost masked an undertone of rotten meat. An icy breeze chilled her sleek coils, and her heart struggled to pump sluggish blood. The great serpent longed to return to her cozy den, nestled … Continue reading Divine Hunger
Wistwick 75 Miles
Alistera swallowed down the bile that scorched the back of her throat. “Do you mind if I open the window?” Geoff raised an eyebrow, but didn’t take his eyes off the road. Alistera took it as assent, flicking thumb and index finger in a complicated gesture. The glass resisted for a moment, as if sensing … Continue reading Wistwick 75 Miles
Publication Alert: “Cake”
Happy Mothers' Day! Today, my creep loving friends at Tales From the Moonlit Path aren't serving up mimosas for brunch. However, there is a bit of "Cake" -- a sweet and slightly eerie taste of flash fiction by yours truly. Feel free to drop me a note and tell me what you thought. And while … Continue reading Publication Alert: “Cake”
