Peter Thorn

Creative Writing, OldVenue

Creative Writing: The Vicious Cocktail

“Are you gonna finish that slice of peach crumble?” Bradbury looked up, bleary-eyed. “What was that?” “You heard damn well what I said. Are you or aren’t you going to eat your crumble? You paid one-ninety for it. And it’s just sitting there. Look at all that sugar. All those peaches. You know what I…

Creative Writing, OldVenue

Creative Writing: A Leap for Faith

“Well, if you think about it, it’s more one of your everyday metaphysical leaps, more’n anything…” The chasm yawned outward from beneath their feet.  Barely visible beneath the wisps of young grey cloud, a lush valley wound its way through the foundations of two great and mighty mountains. It was autumn down below; the river…

Creative Writing, OldVenue

Creative Writing: A Leap for Faith

“Well, if you think about it, it’s more one of your everyday metaphysical leaps, more’n anything…” The chasm yawned outward from beneath their feet. Barely visible beneath the wisps of young grey cloud, a lush valley wound its way through the foundations of two great and mighty mountains. It was autumn down below; the river…

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