David's Writing Blog

Billy reached into the cooler, fished around in the ice, careful not to lean too far in the rickety lawn chair. “I think there’s only one le...

So it’s an easy shift. No problems. You stand right here, and check in on the radio every half an hour. There used to be a chair, but they s...

“Pull it up!” Red shouted over the din, gesturing wildly with his thumb. “Pull it up!” The drill stopped the unnatural shuddering and starte...

She ran as fast as she could in bare feet, having left her heels somewhere around tenth street, between the deli and the laundromat. Further...

“What is it?” He rewound the tape, turned up the gain, adjusted the 31-band equalizer to filter out some of the white noise, played it aga...