by Jim Stitzel | Jun 17, 2024 | Stories
“Don’t get discouraged,” the Voice says, right into my ear. Which is weird, because there’s no one there, and I’m not wearing an earpiece. “Rome wasn’t built in a day,” it continues, “so I expect it will take you more than one to solve this puzzle.” I’ve been here for...
by Jim Stitzel | Jun 16, 2024 | Stories
Please give me another chance. I know. I fucked things up the first time around. I’d like to make it right. If you’ll give me a chance to do so. I know I got the carvings correct. You said so yourself. But I realize that was about the place where my...
by Jim Stitzel | Jun 14, 2024 | Stories
The Field of Frost lay glistening in the early morning sunlight. Tiny crystals of ice floated through the air just above the knee-high grass and frozen flowers. Wisps of fog rolled across the Field in various places and made tiny rainbows as the sun played its light...
by Jim Stitzel | Jun 10, 2024 | Stories
Where had she put her reading glasses? Had she put them into her pocket dimension without thinking and then forgotten about it? She raised her left hand and waggled her fingers. A small portal no larger than a grapefruit opened up before her. It sparkled around the...
by Jim Stitzel | Jun 5, 2024 | Stories
I need to tell somebody what I’ve done, but I don’t know who to turn to. I doubt anyone would believe me. And if they did, I’m afraid the news would get out, and I would suddenly become a specimen to be analyzed and dissected — figuratively by...
