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First quarter of my novelette AS I EMBRACE MY JAGGED EDGES
Thanks to everyone who reads! :D
Category:Science Fiction & FantasyReads:105Uploaded:02 / 09 / 2011ShareAdd to collectionBefore Leonora Wakes Chapters 1-3
Red Piccirilli is a runt, a dreamer, a naive boy with an imaginary friend and little else. But right before summer vacation starts he finds an albino girl trapped in a shed behind a local house. After Red frees her, the world he knows quickly unravels into something more mysterious—an unsteady reality where a man with silver teeth and buzz saw voice points him toward the true meaning of sacrifice.
Category:Young AdultReads:164Uploaded:10 / 14 / 2010ShareAdd to collectionMy Interview With AJ Brown
My first interview! Yay! It was fun to look inside my own head, I didn't think there was anything in there other than hot air! :O
Category:Science Fiction & FantasyReads:364Uploaded:09 / 03 / 2010ShareAdd to collectionWhen Crows Sing Sweetly Bitter Music by Lee Thompson
This short story was in The Bag and The Crow (a Horror Mall store.) You can read the complete story here: http://horrorgy.com/thebagandthecrow/2010/07/04/fiction-when-crows-sing-sweetlybitter-music-by-lee-thompson/ When Crows Sing Sweetly Bitter Music By Lee Thompson Alex stared at the ruined church. It sat alone, hunched at the edge of woods. The setting sun cast red and black shadows across the roof and beneath the gables. Rusted brass corner caps glinted in the gathering twilight. Behind hi
Category:Books - FictionReads:282Uploaded:08 / 23 / 2010ShareAdd to collectionCrawl by Lee Thompson (First Half)
This story sold audio rights to Pseudopod, and had a great intro/outro by Alasdair, and a fun reading by Dave Thompson. Here’s the first half… Thanks for reading! Crawl By Lee Thompson Jim grinned. “If we cut his legs off, how far do you think he can crawl before he dies?” Sometimes soldiers come back from war full of demons, like my older brother, Jim. He slapped my shoulder, grinning, his eyes shiny as the dark still water in Sullivan County’s gravel pit. I took a step back, sent stones roll
Category:Short StoriesReads:251Uploaded:08 / 15 / 2010ShareAdd to collectionAt Least the Dead
At Least the Dead By Lee Thompson I walk to forget, or until I’m forgiven my crimes against God and man and Earth. Hezekiah Jackson’s face had long ago turned chestnut brown beneath the relentless sun. The knife duct-taped to his left forearm rubbed his skin raw as he walked the shoulder of a side road—one he knew he could be stuck on for the rest of his life. He wanted to pull his light blue jacket off and his shirt and lay in the road, surrounded by New Mexico mountains and clear sky, the thr
Category:Short StoriesReads:128Uploaded:08 / 15 / 2010ShareAdd to collectionFamily Curse by Lee Thompson (First Half)
This story will be in Morpheus Tales 13 (? or maybe 14. We'll see. One or the other.) It was fun to write. I wanted something that sped up as it went along and the deeper you go the more intense it gets. The complete story works well I think. We'll see when it comes out. But for now, here's a teaser! Cause I'm a tease. :D Thanks for reading! Family Curse By Lee Thompson The townspeople didn’t like the house at the back of the cemetery’s property. The ghosts who lived inside it held grudges of
Category:Short StoriesReads:154Uploaded:08 / 15 / 2010ShareAdd to collectionBoys Without Faces by Lee Thompson
This story was first published in Twisted Tongue 13. Thanks for reading! Boys without faces By Lee Thompson You wake up, your lips chapped, stomach aching. (Last night?) you lost your virginity to someone. You can’t remember who, or even why. In the distance, a train whistles, sounding sad and lonesome. You can relate. You look down at the sheets wrapped around your thin, pale legs, and you wipe the slobber from your cheek with a limp hand. What was his name? You try to see his face but a draw
Category:(not categorized)Reads:169Uploaded:08 / 05 / 2010ShareAdd to collectionBoys Without Faces by Lee Thompson
This story was first published in Twisted Tongue 13. Thanks for reading! Boys without faces By Lee Thompson You wake up, your lips chapped, stomach aching. (Last night?) you lost your virginity to someone. You can’t remember who, or even why. In the distance, a train whistles, sounding sad and lonesome. You can relate. You look down at the sheets wrapped around your thin, pale legs, and you wipe the slobber from your cheek with a limp hand. What was his name? You try to see his face but a draw
Category:(not categorized)Reads:211Uploaded:08 / 05 / 2010ShareAdd to collectionJackie's Lost Children (First Half)
Jackie’s Lost Children By Lee Thompson James threw a rock in the bog and cursed the magic spilling from his mother’s aching spirit. Heavy moss choked the trees beneath a blood red sky, and an unsettling feeling worked its way loose inside him. He sat on a rotten stump and moisture soaked through the seat of his pants. You need to do this. Nothing proves your love like death. The bundle of money in his pocket, rolled and held captive by a rubber band, pressed against his thigh. He hated waiting;
Category:(not categorized)Reads:199Uploaded:07 / 31 / 2010ShareAdd to collection
