Last month my actress sister, Shannon Christine Whitten, and I competed in the 48 Hour Film Project, San Diego. Teams are given 48 hours to create a short film that must include a specific character and line of dialogue. Each team is also assigned a genre. Writing through most of the night, and then revising the script […]
He entered the crowded bus with a tangled bunch of blue balloons in one hand and a forty in the other. I hoped he wouldn’t sit next to me, but of course he did. The edges of the old man’s soaked faded jacket rubbed against my knees as he squeezed in front of me into […]
Was I dead? The pulsating oxygen rippled against my face in the dark, but I could not inhale. In terror I groggily struggled to free my gloved hands from the clutches of my mummy sleeping bag tight against my body, to rip the oxygen mask from my face. Muscles I did not know existed weeks […]
A short I wrote a little while back. Enjoy. To endure for lost love or let time and distance annihilate what remains.
There were fireworks over the lake last summer like every summer I could remember before that. It seemed like our whole town had come out, with their plastic lawn chairs crowded along the muddy shore, the water lapping up steadily in the darkness. I had seen better firework shows, but for our rural town on […]
The rustling noise in a small office off the main hallway could have easily been explained away. A displaced and deranged rat scuttling around, unexplainable but expected old building noises, but Graham insisted that we investigate before continuing downstairs. I slowly opened the office door. Then the smell, the stench of body odor overtook us. […]