Freelance short story writer of weird fiction. Can be contacted at [email protected]
A webcomic of short stories.
On a skull-shaped tropical island deep in the Atlantic, five stories beneath a dormant volcano, Dr. Entropy admired his new portrait, contemplating Armageddon and its implied suicide.
John and Mary want each other to say "I love you."
"Would you like a cup of tea?"
I'm Keith Frady, a fiction writer living in Atlanta who has been trained by author bios to slip into the third person when describing himself. My work has appeared in a few online journals and a couple of print anthologies, including Meerkat Press's Behind the Mask, which was selected by Kirkus Reviews as a best indie book of 2017.
"Out, out!" roared the unfolding supernova, its end birthing one last litter of photons into the universe. Out these photons flew, alongside their elemental brethren, into every direction of this breathless third dimension.
She sings "Amazing Grace" when she irons the blouse he hated, the white one with a stain on the left shoulder. She plays with this stain like children shape clouds.
Atop the upright piano leans a store-bought, framed picture in which piano keys swirl around a quote that is supposed to be inspirational.