Sometimes a mere inconvenience can turn into a life changing event.
You ever have a boring job where you slacked off more often than not? Would that job be as boring if it were in deep space?
The natural world knows not of human consciousness. It doesn't live or breathe for us. It simply is.
Sometimes a man needs to respect a woman's boundaries or else he might find himself in an uncomfortable situation.
What could be worse than seeing the world pass you by as you remain stuck in your own head?
Sometimes weird things happen in life that you just can't explain. And other times, these weird things happen even after you're already dead.
Sometimes we find ourselves in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
A group of dishonorable pirates encounter a unknown ship in the middle of the dark waters off the West Indies. What does this ship want? And how can it be so fast?
What would you do if you encountered something strange zipping through the night sky? Would your curiosity lead you on an adventure to find out what it is? Or would you run from the unknown?
You ever have one of those days where you just want to punch everyone at work in the face? Will has. He's been wanting to for a very long time, too. And today, he's going to do just that.
Every man reaches a point in his life when his glory days are only a distant memory. A reflection of a time long gone—better days never to be revisited. But that doesn't mean we can't try—can't still do what we are passionate about. Even when others no longer believe in us or our abilities. Every man is a rock. And he may get beaten and chipped, but that doesn't mean he has to crumble into nothingness.
An unnamed man of routine goes into his usual after work pit stop. But will he come out this time? Flash Friday fiction piece by Spencer Church.
Are you a fan of 50 Shades of Gray? Well then, you may not want to read this piece. Caleb James immaturely rewrote a popular excerpt from the series and this is the end result. Can you spot the differences?
Sometimes the best way to cure writer's block is by writing a bunch of nonsense until something clever comes to you. Here's the nonsense.
This piece is the recalling of a vivid dream about the universe.
Sometimes we know we are saying goodbye for the final time, but we don't want to admit it.