February 28: Gary Watkins
February 28, 2012
Three days post-crash, NASA arrived to take the alien into custody. Too late, he’d already been deported, the fate of an Arizona landing.
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Gary (@dragon0525) is a middle school teacher who writes for the fun of it. This is his first published twitter fiction.
February 23: Simon Kewin
February 23, 2012
Only cockroaches and zombies survived the nuclear Armageddon. But even they didn’t outlive the ensuing plague of zombie cockroaches.
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Simon @SimonKewin is the pseudonym used by an infinite number of monkeys who write from a secret location in the English countryside.
February 21: Simon Kewin
February 21, 2012
He intoned the chthonic summoning spell, stood wondering why nothing appeared within the circle. A dripping claw tapped him on the shoulder.
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Simon @SimonKewin is the pseudonym used by an infinite number of monkeys who write from a secret location in the English countryside.
February 16: Damien Krsteski
February 16, 2012
I pop up in my wife’s browser, again. “Life as software is great, please change your mind,” I say and scuttle away from the spam filters.
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Damien Krsteski writes science-fiction, mostly at night. @monochromewish / http://monochromewish.blogspot.com
February 14: S. Kay
February 14, 2012
The sky cracks and liquid falls. You raise an umbrella and walk past the reactor, suit zipped up. It’s not the end of the world. Again.
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S. Kay is a competitive @blueberrio.
February 9: Charlotte Lenox
February 9, 2012
Dark clouds rolled closer. My wife begged me to end it. But I couldn’t turn the knife on myself afterward. The clouds wouldn’t allow it.
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Charlotte Lenox, @Icewall42, was born and raised in Alaska.
February 6: Milo James Fowler
February 7, 2012
pulsating with oil / the clockwork man’s heart beats fresh / unable to fear
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Milo James Fowler (@mfowler76) is a teacher by day, writer by night. Visit him anytime: http://www.milo-inmediasres.com
February 2: Heather Martin
February 2, 2012
It was then—spooling clouds nigh, wind-pulled hair aloft, water lapping fiercely the dock below—that she knew the storm would drown her.
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Heather Martin is a writer and teacher in Denver, with a PhD from the University of Denver in creative writing.
