Category Archives: Under the Word

CHAPTER 1 The Tragic Inevitability of Wednesdays *Plat* Pratilda Shadow had been working in Chicago for about twenty years, and in all that time had effortlessly managed to evade pigeon droppings. It was such a sitcom cliche, in fact, that … Continue reading →

CHAPTER 2 Wherein our Hero Falls Ass-Backward into a Job on His First Day in the Big City Belleraphon was spinning her cellphone around on her desk, barely watching. The black phone performed half circles on the matte grey desk, silently … Continue reading →

Chapter 1 Wherein our Hero is Quite Conveniently, Though not Very Poetically, Orphaned Noel could almost feel the vomit burning holes in the back of his teeth. His grass-stained hands and wrists ached as they, along with his equally grass-stained knees, … Continue reading →