In which I read my short story SOMETHING IN THE WATER.
Category: Story
A sampling of my stories and poems giving you a glimpse into the darkness.
A Fall – a story
rough draft of a story i wrote this week before finding out about the loss of a friend who took their own life. this story feels very raw and real to me but i think there's a sort of truth in that that maybe someone can get somthing from. There was no flash. No revelation.… Continue reading A Fall – a story
Wanderer – a story
This is a wee tale. First draft. Very rough. Me working out some ideas and seeing what is there. There's the seed for another story planted here if I ever have time to swing back to it. We shall see. He wasn’t sure when his choice had become his fate. He wasn’t sure when the… Continue reading Wanderer – a story
ROAD MAP – a story
So this is where they put in those trigger warnings, right? OK. This is a story about cutting. If that's not a topic you want to read about then please turn away now. Otherwise, this is Road Map. This, like all my stories on here, is a first draft. Accept it as such. ROAD MAP… Continue reading ROAD MAP – a story
A Girl In A Coffin – a poem
I was selling my wordy wares at an event some friends and I cooked up this past weekend and during the day I wrote this creepy little missive to underwater love. A Girl In A Coffin A girl in a coffin Lives in the bay Though no tongue she still has Much she can say.… Continue reading A Girl In A Coffin – a poem
Bunni – a story
Bunni didn’t like her name, though that seemed fair because her family didn’t like that she told everyone that listened she was a girl. Bunni wasn’t born a girl but she was fourteen now and she figured she knew better than them, didn’t she? Yes, she did. Mom and dad had been living with Bunni, who her parents… Continue reading Bunni – a story
going to be ok – story
most days there is only screaming. a white noise filling her head and crawling through her body like a thousand fire ants. the world was so loud. so angry. so fast. at school she would try to find a corner to go to and sit, away from everyone and everything, trying to grab hold of… Continue reading going to be ok – story
ball – A Story
this is a creepy little story that has been rattling in my brain for a bit now. this is a VERY rough draft of the story. it needs work. it needs smoothing out. i'll do those things...eventually. for now i offer this, a creepy tale i call BALL I had a dog. I loved that… Continue reading ball – A Story
Thoughts and Prayers – poem
I thank you for your thoughts and prayers And for your deep and heartfelt cares I think you for your loving god And your sad and knowing nod I thank you for your status postings I thank you for your righteous boasting I want to thank you, oh so much For the virtual hand… Continue reading Thoughts and Prayers – poem
Chair – a story
Short story that popped in my head last night. First draft. No spell check. Abandon hope... I was lost when I left the service. For six years of my life I had only known regimine. Discipline. Direction. I knew when to get up, when to go to bed, and I knew my schedule in between.… Continue reading Chair – a story
FLAW – a poem
I have challenged myself to write something new for the blog every week. Some small slice of something to keep the machinery greased. This would be an attempt at a poem, poetry not being a strong suit. It's a first draft, like most things I post on here, and so it will reflect that. From… Continue reading FLAW – a poem
Broken Hearts
He is splayed out across the ground with his hands outstretched above his head. His eyes are closed and lips are open slightly. His body is twisted slightly, as if he is waiting for his wings to unfurl and his legs lay twisted in the other direction than his bodym ready for flight. My angel.… Continue reading Broken Hearts
SO MUCH FORGOTTEN
The snake that winds through me is generations long, its tail now buried within the dust of my ancestors, sprung from one of them like the demigod it is. Child of a god, come to slither its way through my family tree. Strangling the roots and killing us one by one until one day I… Continue reading SO MUCH FORGOTTEN
The Spooky World of Chris Ringler 