Bus Ride Home

Hey, everybody. I did my usual of looking up the Word of the Day on Merriam-Webster before starting on some projects, and my brain pushed this one out. It’s not as long as the typical stories, but it was just a quick burst I needed to get out. I may come back to it in the future for something extended.

Today’s Word of the Day for April 6th 2021 from Merriam-Webster is Hoosegow. Enjoy!


The bus ride was rickety the entire time, making me feel like I was back in grade school on a field trip. No matter where I sat on the bus, I was bouncing in my seat, swaying from side to side as it made sharp turns and abrupt stops. Whenever I closed my eyes to try and forget where I was for even just a brief moment, my memories would play back to my grade six field trip to the city aquarium; the bus ride was really the only enjoyable part.

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The Arrow and A Mage

Hey there, everybody. Before I got to work on some stuff today, I wanted to do a little warm up to get the creative juices going. I decided to go back onto Merriam-Webster to get the Word of the Day for March 25th 2021. Today’s Word of the Day is Hobbit. I hope you enjoy!


We expected to be under attack when we planned to venture through the forest, especially since we were deep within enemy territory. Just from walking through for a few minutes, the trained eye could easily identify perfect ambush openings and blind spots. The wide array of green shrubbery, old and new roots and trees growing toward the sun, and the calls, cries, and cawing of the hundreds of animals dwelling in the forest was a true sight of nature. Too bad we didn’t have time to go sight-seeing.

“Will, see anything?”

“Nothing on my end,” Wilheim calmly replied. “Keeping the bow out just in case.”

Just like him, I kept myself ready should we encounter the enemy, my hand resting on the hilt of my sword. “I don’t blame you. Just keep moving, the stronghold shouldn’t be too far out.”

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So I Did A Thing… And I May Keep It

So I Did A Thing… And I May Keep It

Howdy, everybody. Long time no see. Sorry nothing new has been posted in a week or so. I recently picked up some extra shifts at my job to get some extra spending cash, so I’ve been trying to just relax after work and not make my body break down again. After this final week or so, I’ll be putting on a new schedule to help make sure I keep writing and posting for you all. I know I say this so much already, but I really appreciate all of you guys being patient with me. And don’t worry, this lost time will not be for nothing.

For the last month or so, I’ve been thinking about how I can improve my stories and posts. I have worked on making various styles for different kinds of stories, themes, and plots, doing something quick and simple or going complex just for the hell of it. But the one thing that I just couldn’t get around was having more visual aids along with my works. I didn’t like the idea of constantly looking online for an image that could somehow convey the story or enhance it; I wanted to be as original as possible.

And for a long, long time, I had a semi-solution in mind, but I felt like it wouldn’t be as good as it could be. But now, after grinding at work for some extra cash, I can start putting that plan into action.

I’m gonna start making characters in The Sims 4 and taking screenshots.

I know this may sound dumb, but this was something I wanted to do for the longest time. I’ve always wanted towrite new stories and replicate old ones by using the character creation in The Sims 4, but because of the laptop I had, I felt the image quality wouldn’t be good enough–I had to run it with a mix of low and medium settings to make sure not to blow out my laptop. But with this new one, I can run it perfectly at max settings, hopefully getting the best image possible now. I’m sure there are mods out there to help enhance textures even further, but the default settings are enough for me. I’m still very new at doing something like this, so excuse me for not taking the best of shots.

I played around a bit today in the game to get a better feel of how the camera works and the different things I can do for certain angles and shots.

These first few shots here were just a testing phase. What I may do is read some of my older stories, change them up a bit, and then try to recreate them in The Sims 4 to give more visual appeal to them. I also may do some screenshots for a couple of projects I’ve currently had sitting on the back burner.

So, what do you think? You think doing this will help make my stories better? Let me know what you think, I’m always looking for peoples’ opinions and concerns! You can always email me, contact me on Twitter, or leave comments on posts!

Mock Script – Family Guy: Peter’s Kung Fu Adventure

Mock Script – Family Guy: Peter’s Kung Fu Adventure

Yes, you read the title right. This is exactly what it seems, and I had a blast doing it.

About two weeks ago I finished wrapping up a small side project I was working on to help get my creative juices flowing. I was talking to a friend of mine over on Discord, and he sent me a sketch of the latest thing he was doing at the time. It was mostly circles and round edges where a body should be, so joked and said that it looked like a pregnant woman doing karate. He laughed and said that my guess wasn’t too far off, that it was actually suppose to be Peter Griffin from “Family Guy” practicing karate on a little kid. During the chat, I typed up a quick fake conversation between Peter and Lois, where Lois confronted him about kicking a child. When I finished typing it in the chat, I told my friend that I may end up writing a full joke script just for the hell of it. He said that he’d totally read it if I did.

And I took him up on the challenge.

So a couple days later, with a few cans of red bull and shots of rum, couple hours of getting side-tracked, and actually looking stuff up to make it as “accurate” as possible, I managed to get out an eighteen-page mock script of a “Family Guy” episode. I did some script-writing back a couple years ago, so I’m sure the actually formatting and use of directions are off, but I did it for the hell of it.

When I showed it to my friend, he said he couldn’t stop laughing and that the dialogue and actions between the characters felt like he was reading leaked script. Hopefully if you guys actually sit through the whole thing and read it, I hope you will feel the same way. And this whole mock script thing won’t become a major thing I’ll be writing. I may post new original stories in a script format, but don’t expect to see a lot of mock scripts from other well-known series. If I feel like doing one, I may. But I am always on the lookout for any requests and questions about doing more down the road, so feel free to let me know your thoughts in the idea.


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Café and a Small Tea

This story is actually a little bit different. I spent some time thinking about my writing style and how I don’t really enjoy putting too much emphasis on descriptions unless it’s needed, more or less just some quick writing to get the idea out. I wanted to focus more on character interaction and dialogue, making it a more relaxed story. So if this seems a bit different than usual, that’s why.


Suzanne walked into the café with her order already in mind. As soon as she walked through the glass double doors she could hear the chit-chat of the dozen of people lounging around the café, some standing up and leaning against the walls, and some relaxing at the small round tables in group. Slow jazz music came from the stereo system above, giving that nice touch to an already calming atmosphere.

As she made her way to the counter, she got on line and casually looked at her phone until she was called up. She could hear the barista repeating the orders of customers who she was serving, asking their name for when it was ready for pick-up. Quickly repeating back orders with a clear voice, it was no wonder the café had her working the front.

“Next customer, please. Miss?”

Breaking away from her screen swiping habits, Suzanne looked up when she hear the barista calling out, realizing that she was indeed the next customer in line. Knowing exactly what she came in for, she walked up to the counter and looked directly at the barista.

And then, once she saw the barista, Suzanne didn’t know what to say.

Her daily morning trips to the cafe lasted only a couple of minutes at best. She would always order her usual small tea, light sugar and milk, with a toasted cream cheese bagel. The transaction would be over in a matter of seconds, and waiting for her simple order would have taken only a minute, even during the busiest of mornings. So why was she having such a hard time trying to place her order today?

The barista called out again to Suzanne, “Do you need a moment to think about your order?”

Suzanne focused on the barista. Underneath the mandatory uniform hat was a short, perfectly-trimmed pixie haircut, obviously dyed black and white. Freckles lightly dotted the bridge of the her nose and her round cheeks. Her attire just met the requirement of the cafe, wearing an unzipped hoodie with the company logo over a plain white tank top, and a pair of black jeans.

The barista was dressed rather normal and plain, but Suzanne couldn’t seem to look away from her.

“Small tea and a bagel toasted with cream cheese?”

Suzanne finally snapped out it, “Huh?”

“That’s what you usually order, right? Small tea and a bagel?”

Suzanne quickly got flustered when then barista somehow knew her order, “How did you know what I get?”

“Lil’ Georgie told be about you.”

Confused by the name, Suzanne tilted her head and asked, “Little Georgie….?”

The barista chuckled when she saw Suzanne tilt, “George. The male barista who’s usually here in the morning? You know, the one with the orange afro?”

After coming here almost every morning for more than a year, Suzanne never really paid that much attention to who was taking her order. Her main focus was just getting her breakfast and heading back to the apartment as fast as she could. If this barista brought up this “Little Georgie,” then it must be right.

“I don’t really pay attention to people, I’m sorry,” Suzanne admitted, shrugging.

Whoever this Little Georgie is sounds like a creep now that I think about it, but whatever.

100 Word Story – Service, Please! (Finale)

Service, please.”

The two waiters standing in front of the order counter picked up their respective serving trays and went into the sea of dining tables and hungry patrons. I took a brief moment to catch my breath and wipe the few drips of sweat from my forehead.

Christ,” I mumbled, “We’re really in the shits today.”

In the middle of my few seconds of peace, another waiter approached the counter and handed me two more ticket orders. Undoing the top button of my chef jacket to let some air out, I faced the kitchen and read out the orders to my staff.

New orders in, listen up.”

Every person kept at their stations, cooking orders and preparing the dozens of incoming meals, as I read off the tickets. It was lively both inside and out the kitchen, everybody on their toes and working like a well-oiled machine. Dishes were leaving the kitchen at a rapid pace, compliments from satisfied customers came back in droves, and everything had a whiff of delicious food. This was the peak performance of my crew.

But tonight was a different story.

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100 Word Story – Service, Please! (Part Four)

Service, please.”

The two waiters standing in front of the order counter picked up their respective serving trays and went into the sea of dining tables and hungry patrons. I took a brief moment to catch my breath and wipe the few drips of sweat from my forehead.

Christ,” I mumbled, “We’re really in the shits today.”

In the middle of my few seconds of peace, another waiter approached the counter and handed me two more ticket orders. Undoing the top button of my chef jacket to let some air out, I faced the kitchen and read out the orders to my staff.

New orders in, listen up.”

Every person kept at their stations, cooking orders and preparing the dozens of incoming meals, as I read off the tickets. It was lively both inside and out the kitchen, everybody on their toes and working like a well-oiled machine. Dishes were leaving the kitchen at a rapid pace, compliments from satisfied customers came back in droves, and everything had a whiff of delicious food. This was the peak performance of my crew.

But tonight was a different story.

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100 Word Story – Service, Please! (Part Three)

Service, please.”

The two waiters standing in front of the order counter picked up their respective serving trays and went into the sea of dining tables and hungry patrons. I took a brief moment to catch my breath and wipe the few drips of sweat from my forehead.

Christ,” I mumbled, “We’re really in the shits today.”

In the middle of my few seconds of peace, another waiter approached the counter and handed me two more ticket orders. Undoing the top button of my chef jacket to let some air out, I faced the kitchen and read out the orders to my staff.

New orders in, listen up.”

Every person kept at their stations, cooking orders and preparing the dozens of incoming meals, as I read off the tickets. It was lively both inside and out the kitchen, everybody on their toes and working like a well-oiled machine. Dishes were leaving the kitchen at a rapid pace, compliments from satisfied customers came back in droves, and everything had a whiff of delicious food. This was the peak performance of my crew.

But tonight was a different story.

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100 Word Story – Service, Please! (Part Two)

Service, please.”

The two waiters standing in front of the order counter picked up their respective serving trays and went into the sea of dining tables and hungry patrons. I took a brief moment to catch my breath and wipe the few drips of sweat from my forehead.

Christ,” I mumbled, “We’re really in the shits today.”

In the middle of my few seconds of peace, another waiter approached the counter and handed me two more ticket orders. Undoing the top button of my chef jacket to let some air out, I faced the kitchen and read out the orders to my staff.

New orders in, listen up.”

Every person kept at their stations, cooking orders and preparing the dozens of incoming meals, as I read off the tickets. It was lively both inside and out the kitchen, everybody on their toes and working like a well-oiled machine. Dishes were leaving the kitchen at a rapid pace, compliments from satisfied customers came back in droves, and everything had a whiff of delicious food. This was the peak performance of my crew.

But tonight was a different story.

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100 Word Story – Service, Please! (Part One)

Service, please.”

The two waiters standing in front of the order counter picked up their respective serving trays and went into the sea of dining tables and hungry patrons. I took a brief moment to catch my breath and wipe the few drips of sweat from my forehead.

Christ,” I mumbled, “We’re really in the shits today.”

In the middle of my few seconds of peace, another waiter approached the counter and handed me two more ticket orders. Undoing the top button of my chef jacket to let some air out, I faced the kitchen and read out the orders to my staff.

New orders in, listen up.”

Every person kept at their stations, cooking orders and preparing the dozens of incoming meals, as I read off the tickets. It was lively both inside and out the kitchen, everybody on their toes and working like a well-oiled machine. Dishes were leaving the kitchen at a rapid pace, compliments from satisfied customers came back in droves, and everything had a whiff of delicious food. This was the peak performance of my crew.

But tonight was a different story.

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Luka’s Stuck in A Dry Spell, Again. And Experimenting with Styles.

Luka’s Stuck in A Dry Spell, Again. And Experimenting with Styles.

Hey, y’all. Sorry I haven’t been posting anything in a while. My brain has been all over the place lately, and I was trying to get out of another dry spell of having no inspiration. I’ve been trying to get out of the habit of waiting for an idea to come to mind before I start writing, but it turns out that I can go days without anything coming to me (big surprise.) Part of me started thinking that since I write and post so many different short stories and ideas to the website, it quickly drains my pool of inspiration. On top of that, I tend to read some of my older stuff that’s up and get ideas to extend it or change something, but I figured people wouldn’t want to read the same thing over again, even if it has minor or major changes to it.

To help at least get me to my desk and write something on most days, I’ve been working on older ideas that I’ve started in one of the dozens of notebooks I own. And crazy enough, when I started hand-writing my stories again, I realized just how much more writing I can get one. When I noticed this, I took some time to think about myself, as a writer and content creator.

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Lost in History

T’was midnight when a lone Luka sat awake in the dark comforts of the bedroom, staring blankly at the computer monitor with a freshly opened word document. The cold breeze from the poorly installed air conditioner unit seeped into the room, sending unwanted chills up and down Luka’s spine. Shivering and legs bouncing from an unnerving anxiousness to try and produce some kind of work for the day, Luka endured the cold and went to Google, the starting point for a journey of ideas.

The search bar was empty, awaiting for some kind of input to put Luka down the right path. An empty head plagued Luka, nothing new coming to the front. In a random fit to look for inspiration, Luka’s fingers moved on their own across the blue-lit keyboard. These are the results…

I ended up looking up the Word of the Day for January 22nd, 2021 on Merriam-Webster again. After an hour and a half of writing, half of which was devoted to light research just to make sure something in this story was somehow accurate, this is what I came up with.

Today’s Word of the Day from Merriam-Webster is Sarcophagus.

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