Cheetos, Kittens, and Paint Cans: Part Seven (The End of A Sam Short Story)

It took me two months. And over 13,000 words. This is the end, my friends. I finished it. Behold, the seventh and LAST part of Cheetos, Kittens, and Paint Cans. I stepped into the gym. All the benches were stacked against the wall, hibernating in preparation for tomorrow’s game. The two basketball hoops were up … More Cheetos, Kittens, and Paint Cans: Part Seven (The End of A Sam Short Story)

Cheetos, Kittens, and Paint Cans: Part Six (A Sam Short Story)

It’s back! If you haven’t read the parts before this one, the series will be listed at the end of this post if you’d like to start from the beginning. After a few glances over his shoulder, Timber pulled back into the flow of traffic. We’d agreed that since we couldn’t find King, I should … More Cheetos, Kittens, and Paint Cans: Part Six (A Sam Short Story)

My 13 Somethings For August (And My Relocation)

Sup. I think that was the laziest greeting ever. Forgive me. I am now a collegeling, my friends (*gasp*). So far, I have survived (sure, it has only been three and a half weeks, but who’s counting?). My survival has involved many dangerous activities and efforts like…well, I’ll get into that. Behold, my Somethings for … More My 13 Somethings For August (And My Relocation)

Cheetos, Kittens, and Paint Cans: Part Five (A Sam short story)

Ladies and Gentleman, I am sorry. To be vague and unconvincing, life happened. And I moved. And made major life changes. I’ll explain later. But for now, here is the *Between gasps of exertion* fifth part of my Sam story. It is almost over my friends. After the last part is published next week, we should all … More Cheetos, Kittens, and Paint Cans: Part Five (A Sam short story)

Cheetos, Kittens, and Paint Cans: Part 4 (A not-so-short Sam Story)

You might be wondering why I ran. It’s simple, really. Karate kids know how to fight. I don’t. I want to live till tomorrow. Kapish? I dashed in-between a Camry and a Honda, their colors mere blurs in my peripheral. I had to find somewhere to hide, fast. Blacktop stretched onward until it met the … More Cheetos, Kittens, and Paint Cans: Part 4 (A not-so-short Sam Story)