Short Story Saturday: The Scientist

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Photo by Rodolfo Clix from Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled The Scientist. Please enjoy. Note that I apologize for missing last week and I regret to say that updates will probably be a bit more sporadic than before. I am currently working on a novel. I will try and update as much as possible but between work and the novel, I may not have time to write a short story and when I do, the story will likely be very short. Thank you in advance for your understanding.

A beaker exploded. Shards of glass flew from the table, narrowly missing him, ricocheting off the walls. A cacophony of noises reverberated throughout the room. The ground shook with such ferocity that it was difficult for the scientist to maintain his balance. The smell of copper wafted in the air.

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Short Story Saturday: A Cabin in Winter

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Photo by Spencer Selover from Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled A Cabin in Winter. Please enjoy.

It is the dead of winter. Snow descends slowly and the bitter cold can be felt even through the man’s many layers of furs. His head feels especially cold in spite of his raccoon skin hat and the thermal mask scavenged off one of a multitude of putrefying bonds that litter the mountain trail.

In his hands is a giant ax. On his back are a rifle and a rucksack. His destination is his cabin, his family’s old vacation home, in the middle of the woods near the peak.

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Short Story Saturday: My Spiritual Codependence

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Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled My Spiritual Codependence. Please enjoy.

She appears to me at the most inopportune moments. When I’m at the gym, when I’m driving, when I’m at work, even when I’m in the throes of passion with a woman. She doesn’t care. She’ll appear out of nowhere to interrupt whatever it is I was doing to tell me what is on her mind.

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