Bundled up by the fire But your skin is like ice Still striving for that moment When your soul can be released You do not try to be comforting Your mind is too frigid Hurt among your eyes Can no longe… more →
Pulp Citypulpcity wrote 1 week ago: Bundled up by the fire But your skin is like ice Still striving for that moment When your soul can b … more →
pulpcity wrote 2 weeks ago: William, the obtrusive, callused arranger, bursts into the back room. “This place is per … more →
pulpcity wrote 3 weeks ago: We held our semi-annual Sudden Fiction Contest last Wednesday… Contestants were given 30 minut … more →
pulpcity wrote 3 weeks ago: Without thinking, Oswald creates an entirely fictitious world within his own mind. It happens ever … more →
pulpcity wrote 3 weeks ago: We thought of Carol again. Neither of us had been able to get the image of her mangled body, … more →
pulpcity wrote 3 weeks ago: While the overcast clouds ate through the black sky, I could feel no rain. I heard the humming of th … more →
pulpcity wrote 3 weeks ago: The awkwardness of the situation was over. We had met only a few hours earlier and with … more →
pulpcity wrote 1 month ago: The first time I ever saw Rod Drake was at my uncle Jim’s tin-roof garage on Poole Street, about … more →
pulpcity wrote 1 month ago: Remember a time when you were younger and in a difficult situation… You could ch … more →
pulpcity wrote 1 month ago: This is one of 2 writing prompts to work on in the next few weeks (the other one will come next week … more →
pulpcity wrote 1 month ago: A Whispered Smile Mandy. Her face, like her name, is crystallized within the contours of my m … more →
pulpcity wrote 1 month ago: Epitaph Is it a sin to be alive if I’m evil? Tell me, dearest, what’s the limitations th … more →
pulpcity wrote 1 month ago: Here are 6 scenarios (scenes, jumping off points, idea-starters). Consider one, or more than one, an … more →
pulpcity wrote 2 months ago: Here are some new writing prompts. Feel free to post your results by leaving a comment… Prompt … more →
pulpcity wrote 2 months ago: What is going on here? What story/poem/play goes along with any/all of the following scenarios … more →
pulpcity wrote 2 months ago: You’re asking yourself, What is the “5-Letters Game”? Read on… You are given 5 letters. … more →
sarahnayd wrote 4 months ago: She was deathly ill. Her face was pale and grayish, and her forehead was cold, yet she acted feveris … more →
pulpcity wrote 4 months ago: Untitled i feel as if my life is about to be turned upside down and my plastered smile will become a … more →
sarahnayd wrote 4 months ago: She peered in silently at the baby in the crib. The baby snoozed on, and the woman sighed. All too … more →