Empty Pile of Clothes – 4

https://twitter.com/MrTaedis/status/1024045759199625216 The story is already written in my head. You'll read it as soon as I get a chance to sit down and shape it into a word doc. This pile-of-clothes project requires every ounce of writing focus I can muster, and I welcome the effort with open arms. It's a challenge I need. Check... Continue Reading →

Syzygy

The idea for this story came to mind because of the image above. I don't particularly like it, as three people in an image are not my cup of tea at the moment; but when I saw it, a scenario rushed to my thoughts and it's very much something I want to tell. Also, beach... Continue Reading →

Empty Pile of Clothes – 3

Where what happened, you ask? You'll find out soon enough. You, and no one else, because the occupant of those swimming trunks, the man that owned that towel and wore those shoes, is now gone without a trace. Gone where, you ask? You'll see. And maybe... there's something left of him. A small trace. I'm off... Continue Reading →

Empty Pile of Clothes – 2

What puzzling event took place here? Do you know? No, you don't. Only I do. I've received the accompanying story prompt, and later today I will post the link to that story. In the meantime, there's no telling what's happened to the owners of those abandoned clothes. Be careful out there. Don't look at me!... Continue Reading →

Empty Pile of Clothes – 1

I've received the first photograph of a pile of clothes, its owner mysteriously gone. Stay tuned for more details about this important event! (And by "more details" I mean my posting the accompanying story - a link to a Google doc.) The prompt (which I will not publish) is definitely outside of my writing comfort... Continue Reading →

The Utterly Mysterious (Yet Sexy) Empty Pile of Clothes – Contest?

This is what it's about: Imagine you're out there in the world, and someone decides to shrink you. Someone anonymous, or someone that loves you, it doesn't matter. What matters is that you shrink. Only you, and not your clothes. So what happens to your clothes? They remain in an utterly mysterious, yet sexy and empty pile of clothes for... Continue Reading →

Tuesday Night News…

I was checking my Twitter TL today when—the same as last time—I spotted a tweet by talented author Taedis. Naturally, I had to snag the image and make it better. Unlike my previous edit, this one quite reflects my thoughts with utter exactitude. In other news, never ask me to write anything as a commission. It takes... Continue Reading →

Hug a Giant Day

"In my dreams she's the king I wanna be the queen She's got cookie brown eyes" -The Presets Today you spread your arms As wide as they will go Nurse your courage any way you can Walk up to the giantess and say "May I have a hug?" Say it in your softest voice Because... Continue Reading →

Thinking

“The sweetest perfection To call my own The slightest correction Couldn't finely hone The sweetest infection Of body and mind Sweetest injection Of any kind” -Depeche Mode When I found the epigraph for this blog entry I was positive I knew what it was about, but then I got lost listening to Depeche Mode and... Continue Reading →

Therapy

July is going through an identity crisis. Temperatures aren’t record low, but they feel utterly unusual. Not as shocking as spotting a tiny man in my home, and certainly not as delightfully puzzling, that’s for sure. I’ve been trying to find little people since birth (there are pictures of me as a baby, being held... Continue Reading →

The Right Gift

I was having some ice cream earlier, and thinking how astoundingly lovely it would be to share it with someone that doesn't exist. I'd fish out some of the crunchy bits and give him something small enough for him to hold by himself, and I'd let him lick my fingertip after dipping it into the... Continue Reading →

The Gift

I was having dinner when I thought, What if I were the exact opposite of me? What would I be like? And I thought of the following scenario. It isn't the exact opposite of me in a couple of ways (and whoever can guess those will win one fabulously lousy t-shirt), but it's close enough... Continue Reading →

Happy Independence Day!

Imagine for a moment that on a day like today, you are very small. You love your country. No matter who you are, no matter who you voted for, no matter what your crazy ideology is, you truly believe you know what’s best. But it doesn’t matter what you think because you are very small... Continue Reading →

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