This short story is based off my novel, Accursed Red. Enjoy! ~ In the heart of the most beautiful city in Dark Earth, standing beneath the skyscrapers and starlight, there stood the curse, a young woman who told herself to forget about all her troubles for just one glorious, befuddling night. ~ Sammicakes
Category: Accursed Red
Dark Angel in Lonesome Town | Dark Hero
Everything was dark and quiet except for the ghostly call of the man (now very far away) and the faint plucking of his strings, singing:
“Maybe down in lonesome town, I can learn to forget…”
Innocentless Youths | Poem
Based on my book, Accursed Red. A conversational poem between two troubled girls, Ismus and Linnasoeta. ~ I’m trying my best to get to you But my life is hard too. You’re not the only with borders. You’re not the only one with orders. Heaven and hell Know them both quite well. It’s funny you…
Two Angels Discussing the End of the World
Another excerpt of The Dark Hero, the sequel to Accursed Red. Before you read, I have some awesome news: Accursed Red is now available on the Barnes and Nobles website! Check it out here. Enjoy! ~ They had done it. The Second Dimension—aka the universe’s biggest mistake, aka one of billions of mistakes—was finally coming…
Excerpt of Accursed Red Sequel
Here’s an excerpt of The Dark Hero, a sequel to my book Accursed Red. Check it out if you like dark fantasy and science fiction, and enjoy! ~ Rêve Cotton pillows resting heavy mounds of golden hair; pale skin and the dryness night had on a child’s throat; a window slightly ajar thus permitting the night…
Chapter Five – Bittersweet Dreams
Brutus smirked. Brutus, her nineteen-year-old brother, was extremely dense; his thick legs and arms were like tree trunks, and he had a very full face. His eyes were completely black, and his teeth were a light yellow. His thick, low-cut hair was dirty blond. What a fitting name. “Hey, little sister. Where you…
A Confusing (and utterly quick) Trip to Edgar’s
The sixty pound trout Ismus was dragging along the unpaved footway scraped the eye of the fish clean off before she had even reached Edgar’s. Three hours of sprinting, jogging, then the inevitable sluggish walking had drained Ismus of any energy she had gained during her time with Lin. Serabi’s moonless night sky feigned an…
The Promise Land (Part 2)
“Lin, where are you going?” Ismus shouted while pursuing her running friend. Linnasoeta threw off her shirt and much too tiny skirt in the Creek Forests. She stripped off her socks and ripped her hair out of the bun, running free with just her undergarments. Without bothering to fold up her clothes, she abandoned them…
Chapter Three: The Promise Land
Everything around her swirled, hypnotically. Ismus felt her mind soar, visions of dragons and confetti streaming throughout her brain. Lion heads sang and danced. Acorns with beards smiled and laughed. Babies chuckled and soiled their diapers. Things went black, then in color. Kaleidoscope views and phantasmagorias made Ismus think she had passed out on a…
Meetings and Memories (Pt. 2)
Silence hushed them. The only sounds heard were the bird’s awkward chirp; the slow movement of the river; the crash of the Titan Waterfall; the loud smack of Lin’s jaws as she chewed on her Creamer Bread. Sickness swelled in her stomach. “What do you mean, mother?!” Lin cried out, “What path do you speak…
Sammicakes 