Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Trynda E. Adair and was part of our 2019 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Is this what death feels like? Pandora thought, struggling to breathe air choked by heavy Frankincense smoke. She tried to push aside the pounding in her head and think back…
This story is by Trynda E. Adair and was part of our 2018 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “I don’t care,” Paimon growled, a hand touching her upper arm, “you stand more a chance of surviving in that rickety lifeboat than on the deck of this ship with…
This story is by Trynda E. Adair and was part of our 2017 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Samouel stood at the cliff’s edge. Over the vast body of water, farther than he could see, the warm yellow disk sunk lower in the sky. Hues of dark ominous…
This story is by Trynda E. Adair and was part of our 2017 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the Spring Writing Contest stories here. “You can head home. I’ll finish up with that one.” The grey-haired coroner said to his assistant who leaned over the body of a young woman. “Thanks. Jenna will…
by Trynda E. Adair I stepped into my dark apartment, closing out the bright hallway lights. My eyes blinked immediately to soak up all the darkness they could. Toward the end of the night, they had gotten so sensitive I had to wear sunglasses just to read. This evening had flown by so fast I…
