Norman Watches The Lion King

This was the first short I wrote for the subreddit, r/lifeofnorman. I hope you enjoy it even if there are some inaccuracies about the movie!Scott McMufasa Norman was feeling nostalgic since Disney has been remaking all of their old movies. He goes to his basement and grabs a dust-covered VCR, bringing it upstairs and plugging …

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Norman Eats a Banana

This is from the subreddit, r/lifeofnorman. This post is an original from me.Scott McBanana Norman was having a rough day at work and decided that it was time to take his allotted 30-minute, unpaid break. He grabbed his lunchbox from the refrigerator that he shared with his coworkers (that he was nervous to put his …

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Suicide Watch

I wrote this a few weeks ago. It's a near and dear story for me for personal reasons and I think it appropriately conveys the confusing feelings that each party involved would feel.Scott McKinney Jonathan’s phone dinged once. He picked it up to see a text from someone that he hadn’t talked to since his …

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Copycat

This is one of the more degenerate things that I've written, but I'm pretty proud of the detail. It's not necessarily for the weakest of stomachs, so proceed as you wish, but you've been warned.Scott McMarsh Photo by Jeswin Thomas on Pexels.com “She gets home from the gym every night at 7:30, preheats the oven …

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Truck Stop

The air wedge slid silently into the space between the truck door and the window weather stripping. Jonas pumped up the wedge just enough to fit a five-foot bendable rod through the narrow opening and into the cabin of the semi. With some finesse, the hook at the end of the rod grabbed the truck’s …

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I Love Lamp

Art can come from the most unlikely of places, and from the most unlikely of people.Scott McLampshade Photo by Dmitry Zvolskiy on Pexels.com At the thrift store, Marie got an old lamp with a vintage gold finish. The lampshade was mostly purple and beige, with large roses of red and white scattered throughout. Green stems …

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Rats on a Plane

I genuinely don't know what I would do if I was ever forced into the middle of the ocean and that's what spawned this piece. Winston Smith of 1984 seems weak until you can compare rats to your own fears. Scott McSamuelLJackson “I don’t want to hear it anymore,” Dick Yung said. “We need to …

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Ingrown Toenail

I'm either a closet sociopath or the stuff I write is stuff that everyone thinks about but doesn't say aloud. No matter which is true, I'm not worried about it. Scott McPodiatrist The parking lot was unpaved and bumpy, shaking the car like it was like a pirate ship sailing over the seven seas. Only …

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Free Firewood

This is something that I think is pretty comedic. I used journal entries as the way to tell the story since I recently finished Bram Stoker's Dracula and I wanted to experiment. Personally, I thought the piece was interesting and spawned simply by me driving passed a pile of free firewood and letting my fucked …

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Dinner Party

This piece is graphic. It is entirely a work of fiction and does not reflect my view of the world. There is crime, racial terminology and other undesirable viewpoints that were used to reflect the era that this work took place in. It is not meant to offend anyone, so do not read it unless …

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Translucent

Idea from Kyle Deddo. Written by - Scott McSeerightthroughme “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you the truth.” “Try me. I’ve heard all sorts of stories from all sorts of people and I’m sure this one isn’t too different from the others.” “That’s what all of the others shrinks said.” “I know that you …

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Boy in the Kitchen

Scott McTrespassing I heard a loud metal clang from downstairs. It sounded like pots and pans had fallen to the kitchen floor. I crawled out of bed silently and put my slippers on. “Hello?” I asked. “Babe, you home?” Home invasions weren’t uncommon around here. I grabbed a baseball bat that was sitting next to …

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