You need no ticket to make a place for yourself here where humor, black and otherwise, comes to you from the stage where the human comedy itself is being played, its performance trumping the things dark and tragic and found in the world of literature.
Great new story at The Guild Of Outsider Writers
the night of her eighteenth birthday, Desiree Mitchell blacked out. When she awoke the next morning, her head hurtand she was in an unfamiliar bed. Naked under the sheets, her anxiety and panic escalated.
Desiree turned to the bare back of a stranger. The pale back was slender touched by shoulder length brown hair. Anticipation was killing her, but she didn’t dare move as she wasn’t quite ready for the confrontation.
Motionless, she pondered whether to stay a few more minutes in an effort to recall the night’s events or to sneak out of bed, get dressed, and get the hell out of there. Her internal debate was disturbed by pounding on the door.
Read the rest of A Blonde for Onion
by Kristin Fouquet
at The Guild Of Outsider Writers