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
Tag: fiction
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
Meet Little Sue!
Once upon a time I had the weird notion to do a kid’s book, inspired by two guests we’d had at our horror con. Both loved monsters and had loved them since they were a kid, being part of the generation known as ‘monster kids’. In my own way I was always a monster kid… Continue reading Meet Little Sue!
Carnivore – a story
I haven't posted a story on here in an age which, if you read this, you may have preferred to what I have to offer. This story stemmed from my desire to work on a new mythology, one not steeped in the old gods and the old ways but one in which we create our… Continue reading Carnivore – a story
We Burn – fiction
This is my story in 199 words. I rarely write anything resembling poetry but this is a rare attempt. It is inspired by something, for what it's worth. I haven't really written and finished anything in a bit so this felt good. And I like it, so there's that. We Burn We burn. The candle… Continue reading We Burn – fiction
Visitor – a story
Visitor This is my Christmas story. You can take it as real, or fake, or a mix of both. Most stories are that way. True and false. Because the truth is sometimes scarier. And a lie offers more warmth than the cold, hard truth. I was ten when it happened. It was Christmas Eve and… Continue reading Visitor – a story
The Reason and the Why
The Reason and the Why I can’t claim to have many fans of my writing. I think everyone who publishes would like to think that there’s this group of people absolutely chomping at the bit for the next release but I am not much for lying to myself. Those people just don’t exist for me.… Continue reading The Reason and the Why
The Spooky World of Chris Ringler 