“I Warned You” (VSS XXV)

A collection of ominous short fiction from my Twitter account (@jojascully).

The mine shaft erupted in flames.

“Well, you found me,” Satan said pushing a drill out of the way. “Now, which way to the surface?”

Continue reading ““I Warned You” (VSS XXV)”

“The Big Fruit Stand on Calle Boquete”

This piece originally appeared with Workshop (defunct online journal of short fiction).

“There’s a big fruit stand on Calle Boquete in Panama City. Meet me there ten years from today, and I’ll give you back the key to the time machine. I’ve done this before and I know I take that long to win her back!”

“Ten years! How will I know it’s you?”

Continue reading ““The Big Fruit Stand on Calle Boquete””

“One Night” (VSS XXIV)

A collection of ominous short fiction from my Twitter account.

The poison was colorless, but there was a foul aroma.

Mrs. Claus wasn’t pleased.

She had one night of privacy to get this right.

Continue reading ““One Night” (VSS XXIV)”

“Ex-husbands” (VSS XXIII)

A collection of short fiction from my Twitter account (@jojascully).

She keeps her favorite possessions in the crawl space above her closet.

That’s likely where you’ll find her ex-husband.

Continue reading ““Ex-husbands” (VSS XXIII)”

“The Little Possessed Caboose”

Inspired by my favorite book as a child (“The Little Red Caboose That Ran Away”), this originally appeared with Workshop (defunct online journal of short fiction).

“We just don’t need you,” the railroader said. “We don’t need any cabooses.”

Continue reading ““The Little Possessed Caboose””