Mariko & The Wolf

The way the hail bounces is a tiny miracle in and of itself. Not to mention the fact that it appeared out of nowhere, when only twenty minutes ago the sky had been practically clear. The weather here changes at the drop of a dime, thinks Mariko.  In the course of one afternoon she’s already taken her jacket off four different times and she hasn’t even made it across town.  When the hail starts, she takes cover beneath an awning to avoid it, and goes from being alone to being one of five in an moment’s time. There’s a big … Read More

The Man Who Almost Changed the World

Between June of 1940 and May of 1945, bombing from the second World War destroyed half a million homes across France, and damaged another million. The bombs, over 600,000 tons of them, were dropped by Allied planes in a valiant effort to free the country from Axis occupation, and it was therefore of little consequence that some of those bombs happened to fall upon 60,000 French heads. When Pietro Baptiste Giavaldi invented, or more accurately, discovered the miracle of exploding paper, these numbers hardly crossed his mind, despite the fact that he was, at that very moment, living in a … Read More

The Walking Tree: Chapters 1-3

1. The House on Woodhill Lane Noah kept her eyes closed all the way up the mountain. The constant winding of the road made her sick to her stomach, but not looking spared her from other kinds of queasiness. There was the queasiness of watching her brother squirm in his seat. There was the queasiness caused by Mama’s worried eyes, visible in the van’s rear-view mirror. And of course, there was the queasiness of heading somewhere strange and unknown while home grew smaller and smaller behind her.  Home. The word was an aching tooth. She was able to forget it … Read More

The Space Pirate

The Space Pirate By Amber Lee         “Being a space pirate simply isn’t a practical career,” his mother told him after he showed her his drawing of a spaceship. Henry’s toothy smile faded as he lowered the picture slowly, so she couldn’t see it anymore. He looked down, away from his mother’s steely gaze. “Maybe a doctor, or a lawyer would be better,” she suggested, stirring the pot of noodles at the stove. She wiped a spot of sauce that boiled over onto the counter and turned her back to him.  Henry ran down the hall toward … Read More

Untitled

Untitled By Catherine Turk Will I ever be ready To say goodbyeTo another year goneAnd another year older,Will I ever be readyTo let go of the old Say farewell to the familiarAnd embrace the new?I have always been softAlways been scared Of change and growthAnd what comes with it,So is it too much to askFor just one more dayJust one more sunsetBefore I let go?My most prized possessionCost 25 centsIt’s a wooden turtle My dad got me years ago,And my favorite things Are all attached To those sweet memories That whisper from the past. No I’m not readyTo say goodbye To this fond year And look forward to the next,But … Read More

Real Magic

A poem for Christmas by Cam Asher Bond What’s there to do under a cold dark moon?Once more my stars are all gone too soon. Damnit I thought, maybe winter never ends. It always has, but will this break the trend? Kick on down the road, all drunken and swagger’d. Calling for love, but then love never answered. With frost on my face, and a whiskey-laced tongue. I’m going nowhere, because that’s where I’m from. I can’t feel a thing now, it’s too crackling cold. Both my skin and my bones, I fear have grown old. No family, no friends, … Read More

The Tower

The Tower By JD MillerPhotography by Catherine Turk Tedrick hadn’t felt this good since the time he hid all those snakes in the outhouse and just about killed his aunt. His aunt had been constantly complaining about her ‘indigestion,’ and in his own words, ‘he’d only been trying to help.’  He hadn’t been trying to kill his aunt. When Father Clary, who nobody could look in the eye and lie to, asked him why he did it, he told him the truth: It seemed like it would be fun. And was it? Asked the priest.  Yes, said Tedrick.  So you’re … Read More

The Witching Moon

By JD Miller With Photography by Jairus Hills It was the picture-perfect autumn. The colors were all extraordinary, the wind cold but the sunlight warm, and every early sunset seemed to throw a spell over the world. But tonight was the night of the Witching Moon.  It seemed to Camber like this year the warnings were even more extreme than in years prior, leading up to the day of. Last year, eight people had vanished, all in the course of that one night, all from his tiny town. Who knew how many disappeared in the lands beyond his small world. … Read More

TTAG’s 1st Writing Challenge!

I’d like to begin by saying Happy Halloween! I hope all of your Jack O’Lanterns are shining bright, your Tricks are Treating, and remember to thank a Scary Spooky Skeleton for keeping you upright. Tomorrow is the first day of November, a month that has often been dedicated to writing, via organizations like NaNoWriMo, and if you’re participating in that particular challenge, good for you! We are right here cheering you on and can’t wait to see what you come up with! However, if the idea of squeezing out a whole novel in the course of thirty short days seems … Read More

What We Keep Behind Glass

Chapter One: You, and the Reason it Exists By JD MillerPhoto by Natalie Bruno It is my firm belief that there are some people of whom this world is not worthy. I don’t know if that’s a popular or unpopular opinion, I just know that I believe it. And for anybody who knows me (like you do), you know that I don’t have all that many firm beliefs. I have some in you, in God I guess, in my mom, and not a lot else.  I feel like I should be clear about the fact that I don’t know what … Read More