Raymond V. Shih
Thanks to Futures Trading for publishing this short story
I feel the rumble in my seat, jolting my eyes awake. It’s way too early to have been awake twice already. 2,241 more words
1 hour, 13 minutes
Thanks to The Bangalore Review for publishing this short story
I stepped into the living room of my Uncle Bernie’s modest bungalow near Islington and Bloor. 3,232 more words
1 hour, 33 minutes
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I sent off my first submission today.
“What took you so long?” you might ask.
“Fear and doubt,” I would reply, because I’m honest.
“That’s silly,” you would say, because you’re polite. 114 more words
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The mirror squeaked as he wiped away the condensation that has built up. He could see his smudged face through the water droplets and reforming mist. 2,649 more words
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In between writing and editing. I’ve been reading some of Flavorwire’s 50 of the Scariest Short Stories of All Time (Don’t ask, it just popped up on my Zite app reading list. 125 more words
1 hour, 51 minutes
Day 1 – Thursday, October 29, 2009 4:13 p.m. – 2 days before Halloween
Nestled at the quaint estuary fed by the Piscataqua River is the charming town of Portsmouth. 2,727 more words
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“Need anything from the coach, honey?” Frank asked.
“Why, you going over there?” Jane asked.
“Yes, I need to get the laptop and bring it over here.” 3,524 more words
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