The Nightmare Game

THE NIGHTMAREAn interactive fiction. Copyright (c) 1984 by J.A.SchmehlYou are in a hallway. There are three doors here. >Examine doorsThe left door is all black except for a glowing eye which is watching you. The right door is green and has a frowning emoticon sloppily carved into it’s surface. The carving drips blood. The center…

no thoughts

I have nothing to think. This is not the same as nothing to say. My brain is tired, but my mouth is not, it just rambles along, making sounds, reacting to the things my ears hear.  There really isn't any need for the impulse from the ear to pass through the brain on the way…

This is dedicated to:

If I ever get my fiction published, I will dedicate my first book to my seventh grade teacher. This is what the dedication will say: To Mrs. Weigel, who gave me an award for a story I didn't write. Yeah, that story of mine that you gushed over, that earned me the only A+ I…

The Cover Letter

It starts like this: To whom it may concern.  (Except nobody uses the word 'Whom' anymore. Either you use it wrong and you sound like an idiot, or you use it correctly and everyone who reads the sentence spends a minute saying it out loud to themselves wondering if it is correct.  Better to avoid…

Title: Magic Casement by Dave Duncan

I want to convince you, yes you, to read this book.  I don't care if you've never read a book in the fantasy genre before, and I don't care if you think it is a kids book just because it has a princess on the cover.  You have to read this book because this book…

A Joyful Sound

Patrick gave his mother's unresponsive hand another squeeze before letting go. He stood up and walked over to the window. The view of the park was something even he could admire and he thought again what a shame it was that his mother couldn't see it. She'd worked hard for a long time to save…

Sad Stories

I can only tell sad stories today. The hero dies before he saves the girl and the magic drum. Terror strikes an old woman's heart, and she fails to overcome. An evil wizard attacks a village, a promising youth runs away, but he never meets the wizened hermit, nor returns to save the day. I…

Just a Trim

Jen marches into the seemingly empty kitchen and eyes the house plant. It hangs neglected, yellowed, wilted, from a hook in the ceiling. Jen crosses the room, snatches the shears from the knife block then turns to attack the plant. "A house full of people, and no one takes care of the plants." She says…