BY BOKERAH BRUMLEY “You’ll like Penelope, and I think you’ll love our story. Without realizing it, you were partially responsible.” Read more

…Walt & his franchise, we want your nonfiction, original fiction, fanfiction, poetry, artwork & more! Read more

From Earth to the Final Frontier, through wormholes and to alternate dimensions, this issue is a blast! Read more

BY BETH FLYNN I see posts in creative writing groups all the time, where people are asking for advice on how to create a realistic character…. Read more

BY BETH FLYNN It was still quite early in the day. The sun was just beginning to warm the valley floor as Rudvar, the Hob, slowly made his way… Read more

Sailing, sailing, through the midnight sky. Reach out your hands and touch a star. Travelling through the vastness of space….  Read more

BY CHRIS S. (ALIAS WEREWOLFKING350) But since Petunia hadn’t done anything wrong yet, it would be pointless to plot revenge against her. Read more

“I always said you were a glutton for punishment,” McCoy muttered as he checked the screen above the bed. “Sure I can’t… Read more

BY BOKERAH BRUMLEY “You know, the data was interesting this time. I think there might be unidentified metals in the recovered asteroids.” Read more

BY SHEIKH MUHAMMAD AMIN-EVANS She has stepped out on the spiritual journey into the lonely space between content fear and yearning love.  Read more

Lost. Another friend lost. Another hole punched through his heart. There were days, like today, when his fea felt like a spider’s web… Read more

BY BETH FLYNN Are you a plotter or a pantser? As writers, we all inevitably fit into either of the above categories. Read more

BY CHRIS S. (ALIAS WEREWOLFKING350) No one knows yet, but I’m the new Slytherin seeker,” Harry whispered… Read more

Albix took Grace by the hand. “Father’s giving your captain a tour of our orchard today so he can see the manufacturing process for breesin. Want to come along? I can show you some of the places I used to play as a boy.”  Read more

BY BOKERAH BRUMLEY “Expectation to Grandma Mars,” Michael Philip McNair quipped. “Headed home. Don’t lock the door. I might be a bit past curfew.”  Read more

“Oh. Then…you must be Eumaeon the Egyptian. I’m sorry, sir, I just asked Lycus which cell Eumaeon was in and –” The boy’s spluttered apology went unheard.  Read more

BY BETH FLYNN I lie as a pebble on the bed of a lake, watching the sky as morning breaks before my eyes, bringing swooping swallows in its wake.  Read more

BY AVELLINA BALESTRI My mind’s eye sees Lewis gazing at me from across the years, saying “And that, my dear, is what it’s all about.” Read more

BY CHRIS S. (ALIAS WEREWOLFKING350) Harry wasn’t expecting his broom to jump into his hand the first try… Read more

The medicine cabinet door hung open. He frowned. “Did I leave that-“ McCoy hurried over to the cabinet and saw an empty space on one of the shelves, then spyed the medicine bottle on the table. “Now I know I haven’t used that today.” Read more