Jim Stitzel
Jack-of-All-Trades, Master of WordsExcerpts from Life
Something I Never Thought I’d See Again
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This Election Is About Obama
Purdue University is currently running a Vote Early campaign to encourage their students to get out and vote this election cycle. A great idea if you ask me. The student political organizations are campaigning hard for their chosen candidates, of course, and sidewalk...
Heroes Hate
_Heroes_ has become the show that I love to hate, which is ironic, considering my raving accolades of the show during its first seaons (right up until the debacle that was called the season finale). It's actually quite gratifying to see several other sources around...
Fiction
The Logbook
The book lies on a table. Its pages are torn, tattered. The ink is faded, in places almost nonexistent. What ink remains, however, tells a chilling story. On the left-hand page is a diagram, the chemical structure of a molecule labeled, simply, Nightmare. Then, a...
Little Broken Gods
Germaine Ashencloake surveyed the wreckage of the room before him. Dozens of tiny figurines lay in shattered ruins across the floor. From what he could observe, each was unique. Germaine shook his head. A woodcarver carving in bone and ivory. Such things were simply...
Monster
Slitherin’, slimy, goopy and grimy, up it comes from the muck. Tentacles waving, bottomless cravings, it drags her into the guck. [Originally posted at Ficly]