Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Mark Heyer and was part of our 10th Anniversary Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. It’s obit day. Obituaries and remembrances must be filed by 4pm to make the Saturday edition of the paper. First though, an early lunch of fermented grapes and, for entertainment, the…
This story is by mark heyer and was part of our 2020 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Casper wiped the cookie crumbs from the “SP” on his sweatshirt. He tapped his gavel without commitment as two dozen League members milled about in the borrowed church basement. He gaveled…
This story is by mark heyer and was part of our 2020 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Today we celebrate the 155th anniversary of Murray Gribblestein Day. As present company are most acutely aware, Murray is, was, and always will be one of the true giants of our…
This story is by mark heyer and was part of our 2017 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the Summer Writing Contest stories here. The foe rubbed the wiry yellow fur of his belly with his gnarled yet delicate claws as he studied his profile in the window at the TMobile. “Damn, when did…
by Mark Heyer “He needs something,” said Neery. “I know, I’m racking my brains over here,” said Klein. ”What about some robotics, replacement parts?” “Nah. Nothing mechanical. He’s a hero, not a science project.” “A hero and soon-to-be world leader. What about a war wound? He could have a back story from…
