Latest Fiction Post

  • Undeceased Uncle Part 3 All Castor remembered of life was a rope scratching his neck and his sister’s voice in his ear, “I’ll bring you home again.” The promise stuck with him long after the ground fell away and the cold rushed to meet him and his own name became foreign. When he woke, he couldn’t remember who had said it or if it was real. So many things he saw weren’t real. The space around him looked familiar, but parts of the world would fade in and out of focus. Sometimes shadows would drift past. They were shapeless and if they spoke, their voices sounded distorted like speaking underwater. Castor wanted to engage with them, but if he approached, they would disappear. He couldn’t remember much, but when he was alive, real things didn’t disappear. I.e. the shadows weren’t real. Though Castor didn’t have a clear body anymore, he could only see so much space at one time. He was connected to everything and nothing, and he was limited. He could travel to different locations but not instantly. Being dead was exponentially boring, so he traveled often. He tried to find other beings like him to no avail. But he had recently heard a familiar voice calling to him. He couldn’t place how he knew her, but her voice cut more clearly through the veil than any other. Most of her words were mumbled. He caught “soon,” “flame…extinguish,” and “will be home.” This woman had made the promise. Castor couldn’t recall anything about her or ...
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Latest Poetry Post

  • Playing in the Spotlight It’s the liquid courage, weapon of choice: rum. It’s the music, the way the notes hit and connect everyone in that moment of ecstasy. It’s the intimate side eye and smile, the perfect joke, the rest of the room fading away. It’s the attention, knowing that you’re attractive and interesting, confidence pulsing through your veins, replacing your blood. The feeling pushes you forward, driving you to run and dance and act, but it can’t last.   Excitement fades. Parties end. Confidence wavers. And reality waits. ************************************************************************************** Like the poem? Leave a comment and read on: http://www.wedbushwrite.com/going-out/
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WedbushWrite is the official website of Sydney Wedbush the fantasy and speculative fiction author. Here you will find her fiction and poetry posts as well as updates on her writing projects and articles from her study abroad in London. Learn more about her on the About page.