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By L. Stewart Marsden

Tell me, what is your earliest memory?

Earliest? Wow. Hold on. Ah, got it. I was in my crib — a baby — well, not a baby baby. 1,088 more words

L. Stewart Marsden

The Feline Beat Pt. 1

Mister Piggleton was a cat in fact, and a very large cat at that. All poetry aside, he lived in the suburbs with a loving family – kind enough, and nurturing. 812 more words

Back tracking

A while ago I started working on a short story called Zombie Swarm. I even came up with a cover that I really liked.

So why isn’t it out? 226 more words


Creative Writing


Sorry, this is a rather belated Thursday post, but it came eventually! Today I am sharing with you a short story I wrote some time back, I hope you enjoy it! 2,521 more words


Moments in Reality.


“No permanence is ours; we are a wave that flows to fit whatever from it finds”- Hemann Hesse

Grace drops down  on her knees by the neighbor’s front porch. 459 more words

Short Story


This house will vanish when you climb the hill to tell the truth.
I’m not exactly sure where on the horizon to look deeply at. 23 more words