As I have found myself with time on my hands of late I have decided it really is time to get back to The Damned Novel, which, I think I honestly call any of the books that I have put out that were novel length. This particular one has been a pain in my biscuits… Continue reading Dusting Things Off
Tag: fiction
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
That Novel Affair
Sometimes I still have to stop and blink my eyes a few times to realize that I have put novels out. When I first started writing I didn’t have an interest in writing novels. My ideas were to write short stories that were like punches to the face or stomach. Something that made an impact… Continue reading That Novel Affair
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
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
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
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
DOORS – a story
I had been looking for the first door since I was ten, and watched my aunt walk through a black door in the field before her house. This was only a month after my uncle had killed himself. Auntie Kelly and Uncle Rowan had been inseparable and when his lifelong depression lead him to an… Continue reading DOORS – a story
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
Dancing In Their Heads
Consider this a late Christmas gift. It is rough around the edges and unedited, but there's a little coal within, as well as a small gift, it's up to you to decide which is which. “You’re not the REAL Santa, you know.” “Oh, is that the case?” The man with the long white beard… Continue reading Dancing In Their Heads
THE BRIDES – Halloween story 2017
He punched before he even thought twice about it. It just happened. A reaction, something clicking in him and in an instant his fist shot out and returned a satisfying crunch and ‘Uh’ when it connected the idiot in the mask that had jumped out in front of him. The satisfaction was short lived though… Continue reading THE BRIDES – Halloween story 2017
The House We Never – a story
This is a new story as of 6.23.17. A strange tale of northern Michigan and hidden secrets and deep woods. The story is inspired as much by a recent trip to the U.P, as we 'troll's call the northern part of our state, as it is the sparse, mysterious storytelling that always draws me to… Continue reading The House We Never – a story
The Spooky World of Chris Ringler 