I could have sworn he was right beside me; for years he always had been. Now he's gone. I don't rightly know what it was that drove us apart. Was it my hair or my taste in music? Was I too clingy or maybe not affectionate enough? Something changed. I went from being the apple… Continue reading There and Gone
Mother Moon
Standing sky-clad in the dark of the New Moon, Artemis rolled her shoulders back and willed herself to shine. Night and darkness were her domain. The owls and shadow-cats were her faithful subjects. Night lent reverence to all things, and this was most deserving. What is done by dark will always be revealed by light.… Continue reading Mother Moon
The Spy
I wish I'd paid more attention when I went to spy school. I wish I'd graduated from spy school. I kind of wish I had actually enrolled when I'd had the chance. I looked over at my captive and tried to remember the last question I'd asked. Was it, "Who do you work for?" Was… Continue reading The Spy
The Fear of Falling
Jules stepped onto the platform and resisted the urge to scream. She was a long way up and the people down below were urging her to jump. If she jumped and fell, she would surely die. But, if she didn't jump, she would live to regret it. JUMP! JUMP! the crowd screamed up at her.… Continue reading The Fear of Falling
Welcome to Hell
She put her hand out and Malphus shook it. The negotiations had been difficult. Angie kept going on about peanut butter and hairnet sauce, whatever that was. Malphus let go and he and Angie were standing at the gates of hell in an instant. She blinked and rubbed her eyes, trying to figure out if… Continue reading Welcome to Hell
Demons and Dinner
The chef in the video is blathering on about how important it is to measure your ingredients for consistent results. I roll my eyes. Some things, like garlic, you have to measure with your heart. I flatten the garlic clove with the broad side of my knife and peel away the papery skin. My knife… Continue reading Demons and Dinner
Ghostown
I live in Ghostown. It used to have another name, but no one calls it that anymore. Or they might, but I've never heard them. It was a pretty name, too, but Ghostown fits it better these days. I haven't seen another car on the road in weeks. I know people are still out there,… Continue reading Ghostown
The lies we tell ourselves
The lies we tell ourselves are, by far, the most insidious and wicked. For years, I told myself that I would never be enough. In truth, I am not only enough, but I may be too much for some people. Exuberance, in all things, flows through my blood and seeps out my pores. I dance.… Continue reading The lies we tell ourselves
No
April 17, 2030 Dear Diary, I'm feeling stuck. 2030 was supposed to be my year, but now, a third of the way in, it just feels like all the others that have come before it. I haven't reached my goal weight, gotten that fat promotion, or found inner peace. The only thing I have to… Continue reading No
It’s here!
My new book just dropped today on Amazon and the Kindle store! You can get it here.
Short Story Collection
Exciting news! My new short story collection is coming out soon on Amazon.com! I'll post a link as soon as it's ready.
The Storm
The sun disappeared slowly behind the darkening clouds. The summer sun, no longer beaming, was gone and it was as dark as night. As slowly as the sun went away was how quickly the villagers disappeared into their homes. The sound of the first drop of rain fell heavily with a loud thud. The silence… Continue reading The Storm
Rats and Sinking Ships
In these uncertain times, I find myself taking a risk. I am leaving my current day job for a new one. There are many reasons, but chief among them is the perceived value of human life. My soon-to-be former employer has seen fit to assign a price to human life. The price, you ask? Three… Continue reading Rats and Sinking Ships
Ghost Apples
Giorgia picked her way along the orchard path, the fresh snow crunching under her feet. Her stomach growled, but the apples were gone, stolen by an early winter and only leaving their icy ghosts behind on the branches. She hadn't had much to eat lately. When she started her journey, she had enough food to… Continue reading Ghost Apples
Mission Six
I'm sitting at the bar, nursing my gin and tonic, waiting on my contact. I don't know what they'll look like and I don't care. As long as they know the code, we're good to go. I'm mid-swallow when some gelled hair, wall street wannabe slides up to me and looks me up and down.… Continue reading Mission Six
New Venture
So, I've taken a break from my writing to focus on my new business. I've been wanting to start my own business for a while now, but I just wasn't sure how to go about it. Doctor Who wrap skirt I made But, then I just jumped in feet first. I'm still getting it off… Continue reading New Venture
The Darkness
I'm thinking about it again. The thoughts don't scare me like they used to. I used to worry about it, but now I think I'm excited. If I let the darkness in, will the light within me come rushing out? Or, will it be consumed? Will my final act before my descent into the coming… Continue reading The Darkness
The Starchild
Long ago, before light was light and dark was dark, back before there was right or wrong, virtue or wickedness, there was the Starchild. The Starchild was formless and sexless, spinning out in the infinite void. The Starchild was without sorrow or joy and only knew contentment for there was no longing yet. Time was… Continue reading The Starchild
Creation Myth
In the beginning, there was nothing. Nothingness wrapped itself around more nothing until it was thick and rich and dark. Nothing begets nothing and soon all that nothing coalesced into light, and in the light shapes could be seen. The first shape to slither out of the void and into the light was the alligator,… Continue reading Creation Myth
The Prophecy
She was foretold. Sages and soothsayers appeared by her crib when she was born. Soon the prophecy would come to pass. Mara trained for battle all through her childhood and spent her teen years learning magic. She would be the one to conquer the coming evil army and bring a thousand years of harmony and… Continue reading The Prophecy
Guardian
My mother says there's a monster under my bed that stays up all night to watch while I sleep. She says he's there to eat me if I get up in the middle of the night. I used t be afraid. His very existence gave me nightmares for years. I used to wet the bed… Continue reading Guardian
Beauty
Mothers like to tell their children that the good are beautiful and the wicked are not, but in reality, that is rarely the case. Evil doesn't hit you over the head with brute force to make you do ill. No, evil seduces you. Evil persuades you. Evil beguiles you and as it whispers sweet nothings… Continue reading Beauty
The Villain
Anger fills me as I land the final, decisive blow. My opponent collapses to the ground in a heap. It isn't fair. "They shouldn't have sent you," I breathe as I scoop her up and carry her inside. She groans as her broken bones shift. I lay her out carefully on the dining room table… Continue reading The Villain
Numbers
Every person has a number. It hangs over them like the Sword of Damocles. I can see everyone else's, but I cannot see my own. I don't know for sure what they mean, but I have a theory. I've seen them tick up when someone is rude or petty. Hatred makes the number run up… Continue reading Numbers
Sinking Feeling
"Are you going to help me?" "Nope," I say as I continue buffing my nails. "But, I'll die!" "Eventually, yeah, but probably not from this." I put my nail file away and blow the invisible dust off my nails. Lon looks around, panic coloring her features. She struggles and sinks a little further. "Just help… Continue reading Sinking Feeling
My first pet
I got my first pet when I was seven. Or, rather, he got me. It was summer and school was out. I'm sure I was driving my mother batty because she sent me outside to play until dinner. I remember it was hot and thinking about how it was the perfect kind of day to… Continue reading My first pet
1, 2, 3, 4
It's Monday, so I lace up my shoes and head outside. It's early, the dawn is just breaking. Briskly, I walk to the end of my block. Then, I'm free. 1, 2, 3, 4 I count the steps, urging my stride to be longer and my pace quicker. 1, 2, 3, 4 The sounds of… Continue reading 1, 2, 3, 4
The Flight
Louisa leaned over the edge of the railing and looked down. Ever since she was little she'd been told not to look down. They warned her about being afraid. They said fear was more contagious than the flu. She never listened though. Louisa loved to look down; she loved the mind-bendingly dizzy feeling that filled… Continue reading The Flight
Lulu
The wheels in my head are spinning as I look over the files. None of this makes sense. It isn't even incrypted, though it should be. It's just plain bad. I risked life and limb for this program, and I can't even use it. My phone buzzes. I flip it over and look at the… Continue reading Lulu
Fred
"Ugh, I'll never eat again," Veronica moaned. Charles regarded her from the other side of the room. She was young and slim; the kind of skinny where you could tell by sight that she'd eaten too much. He glanced at the little pooch at the bottom of her stomach. "I think I'll name it Fred."… Continue reading Fred
Rumors
I heard you moved on. I heard you're completely over it. I heard you moved and now live west of the river. I hear it's nice out there. I heard you've rewritten all your charming anecdotes so that I'm no longer a part of them. I heard you never mention me anymore. I heard you… Continue reading Rumors
Burning Bright
"I'm a glorified babysitter," Den said to the empty room. They promised excitement in the ad, but so far she'd just spent everyday sitting at a desk facing a cage with some sad, old tiger in it. She wasn't even allowed to feed or care for the elderly animal, that was someone else's job. Den… Continue reading Burning Bright
Alone
I love to take long walks through the woods as summer dies and autumn blooms. I love having to dress in layers. I love shedding them as I make my way through the day and then donning like the ebb and flow of the tide. I was quite in my own thoughts when I saw… Continue reading Alone
Stop Hitting Yourself
Stop hitting yourself. Be patient with yourself. You wouldn’t get this upset with someone else just starting out, why do you do this to yourself? Stop hitting yourself. Be kind to yourself. You would never say the things you say to yourself to or about someone else. Why is it okay to belittle yourself? Stop… Continue reading Stop Hitting Yourself
Demeter
"You came back!" "I said I would," Demeter said dropping to her knees to loosen the restraints. "I know, I just imagined the worst." "You really shouldn't," Demeter said rising and offering her hand to help the now former captive up from the floor of her cell. "It's self-defeating." Lapin looked like a mere child… Continue reading Demeter
Crickets
"Aw, you think I'm pretty." "I said petty." The correction stops Lucy and causes her face to harden like her stony heart. She rounded on her detractor and glowered. "And you're just bitter," Lucy spits. The other woman barks a hollow laugh, unfazed by Lucy's change in demeanor. "You're just mad that I won." Lucy… Continue reading Crickets
Dinner
Darkness blooms like a desert flower. She wriggles and worms her way around every last tree and rock and hill. Possessing them, loving them. Revived by the drop in temperature, she awakes and comes out of her hidden den. She yawns and stretches as she tiptoes out into the darkness, opening her wings beside her.… Continue reading Dinner
The Dryad
Nathra looked down at her soil covered hands and smiled. Earth was embedded deep under her nails, an act of rebellion her mother could not stop, and new sapplings were springing up all around her. She closed her eyes and said a prayer to the goddess of the trees, thanking her for the wonderful oppurtunity… Continue reading The Dryad
What if things go well?
I find myself asking myself what if things go wrong at least a few dozen times a day. On bad days, my imagination runs away with the idea- dreaming up all the impossible and improbable ways in which things could go wrong. Theses thoughts steal the air from my lungs and leave me gasping. What… Continue reading What if things go well?
Lunar Dealings
Anise looked up at the moon. It was like she was seeing it for the first time. There was something wondrous and powerful about it. This was not the same moon she'd stared at from the back of her mother's sedan during all those silent, midnight escapes. This one was new and filled with magic.… Continue reading Lunar Dealings
Book Signing
Hello, you wondrous internet people! If any of you are in the Dallas area (particularly Garland, TX), please come by and see me at the Half Price Books in Garland this Saturday, June 22nd from 1 to 3 pm. I will be selling and signing copies of my debut novel, eight. and would love to… Continue reading Book Signing
Just Ask
I'm not a thief. Really, I'm not. I'm just really good at getting people to give me stuff. How is it my fault that they immediately forget that it happened. I see something I want and I ask for it, simple as that. This trick appalled my mother the first time I used it in… Continue reading Just Ask
My Mental Health
I've been asked by several people in my offline life why I haven't posted more on here. The short answer is that I've been tired. The long answer is that by tired my mean I've had several low functioning days due to my severe Bipolar disorder. A part of my wanted to keep this private,… Continue reading My Mental Health
H for Homicide
H stood and studied herself in the full length mirror. She didn't look like herself. She didn't feel like herself either. She shrugged. "I guess that's the point," she said to her reflection. Her glossy black hair was arranged on the top of her head in an effortlessly messy bun and six or seven layers… Continue reading H for Homicide
Lazy Day
Happy #flashfiction Friday! Kit groused and stretched her impossibly long limbs. Today was the day. She would rise and shine and murder. She rose from her bed- long, lithe, and nude, and made her way to the bathroom. Without preamble, she hopped into the shower and turned on the water. She moaned pleasurably as the… Continue reading Lazy Day
Surprise!
Hello, everyone! I just released a new short story collection called "The Book of Love," available on Amazon Kindle for $0.99 https://www.amazon.com/Book-Love-GM-Potter-ebook/dp/B07RY5265L/ref=mp_s_a_1_fkmrnull_3?keywords=the+book+of+love+gm+potter&qid=1558362874&s=gateway&sr=8-3-fkmrnull
Got my books!
The Princess and the Dragon
The princess watched helplessly as the white knight approached the fire-breathing dragon. The knight was fearless and brave as he hefted his lance and drew his sword. Amabeth didn’t like it. She knew he would get hurt, but, from high up in her tower, there was nothing she could do to stop it. All she… Continue reading The Princess and the Dragon
Eostre Tidings
Happy #flashfiction Friday! Lorraine looked down at her buzzing phone and sighed. It was late and the fact that she was still up didn’t change that. She didn’t want to talk to Chad right now. He was probably drunk anyway. When the buzzing stopped she let her head drop onto her pillow and close her… Continue reading Eostre Tidings
Works-in-Progress Update
Hello, all! I just wanted to update you on my current WIPs. I am working on my second novel. This one is a satirical piece about joining and becoming a part of a cult. It's really fun doing the research and building my own religion. It feels like something an unhinged civics teacher would have… Continue reading Works-in-Progress Update
The Winner
Chelsea sat on her little stool by the front window and waited less than patiently. It was quarter past three and the post should have been her by now. She tapped her watch, checking that the mechanism was still working. It was. She sighed and was about to go and make a cup of tea… Continue reading The Winner
