“Dad?” Hansel said weakly. He knew it wasn’t their dad. That dude was already home eating one of Hellen’s giant roasts and agreeing that the house was so much nicer without them in it.Hansel and Grendel, Chapter Three — Story McStoryface
Gretel scowled at him for a moment, but then her small, dull eyes popped open like round little marbles. “I know! I can use this!”Hansel and Grendel, Chapter Two — Story McStoryface
Hansel and Gretel Are Dumped Like Unwanted Kittens
“Dad, where are you going?” Mr. Woodsman didn’t answer, so the two kids turned up the volume. “DAD! Wait for us!” The two youngsters, a tween girl and a boy of around nine, started after their father. Maybe he’d changed his mind about the day of picnicking he’d drug them into the middle of the woods for. “We’ll stop bickering, we promise!” yelled the boy, Hansel, though it was a promise many times broken.
“I’ll stop whining about the walking!” yelled Gretel, a rotund blonde girl who was unlikely to grow into anything but a circle because of her love of cakes and pies. She hated any kind of exercise, and a day of hiking in the boring, stupid woods hadn’t interested her in the least until her stepmother, Hellen, handed her a large basket of food which she insisted on carrying…
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Another project starting at Story McStoryface!
I just renewed the hosting for Story McStoryface, and I’m happy to say I have a project for 2021 to make it less like throwing money in hole and lighting it on fire.
2020 was a desert for me, creatively, primarily because I have elementary-aged kids and all my time and energy was used for school and shoring up everyone’s crumbling mental health. We’re definitely not on the other side of that, but I am able to work a little bit. I have a huge backlog of serious writing to complete, but I can’t right now. Instead, I’ve rediscovered an old idea (always write those down, you won’t just “remember,” especially at 47 while the world is on fire), and I think this silly bullshit is just what I need at the moment. Do you need it? *shrug* I have no idea.
One of the things I enjoyed about the…
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Audiophiles, Listen Here: Gerard opened the flimsy envelope as soon as he got back to his desk, like everyone at Numo Corp. Inside, he found a glittery, unsigned “Happy Holidays” card and a gift card for $25 at the grocery store. Fourteen years at this place, chasing pennies on doll production costs until his eyes […]
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