Door Number Eight – Excerpt

The following week passed quickly, in a blur of midterms, assignments, and a million other tasks whose urgent status overshadowed Taylor’s interest for legends, myths, and mysteries. She spent a lot of time at the library during that week, but nowhere near the metaphysics section. She was feeling a little guilty about that and she… Continue reading

Door Number Eight – Excerpt

It turns out people don’t write books about doors that don’t exist. They don’t make up fairy tales about them, they don’t create myths around them, they don’t tell folk stories about them. Book after book opened wonderful avenues to knowledge, but turned out no actionable information for Taylor as far as her unbelievable adventure… Continue reading

Door Number Eight – Excerpt from Chapter Two

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“Looks like we made it back,” he said, “and just in time for class.” The campus tower clock struck four. “You have to be kidding me! I’m sure I have frostbite, and I’m going to figure out where as soon as I can feel my body. No type of instruction will occur until I find… Continue reading

Door Number Eight – Excerpt from Chapter Eight

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“Are you alright, dear? You don’t sound like yourself,” her mother insisted over the phone. She was of half a mind to get on a train and stop over to see for herself what the problem was; her confused son/daughter had to use her best cajoling techniques to dissuade her. Taylor wasn’t too sure of herself yet;… Continue reading

Door Number Eight – Excerpt from Chapter Five

They left the room together, even though they had different schedules for the afternoon: Christine was going to meet Matt at the cafeteria and Taylor had to do some research for her homework and was planning to hit the library and spend the rest of the day there. That way, in case fate decided to… Continue reading

Door Number Eight – Excerpt from Chapter Five

When she came back inside, through the kitchen, no less, she got this weird feeling that she couldn’t pinpoint, that she had gone off the edge of reality altogether, and it took her a while to realize why. It was as if she had walked inside a hall of mirrors: there were multiple hers, everywhere,… Continue reading

Door Number Eight – Excerpt from Chapter Four

“So, what you are telling me is that at any point in time, while being engaged in the most common of activities, I could inadvertently walk through a door and find myself in another state of being?” she asked in a panic. “Of course you could, and you do, all the time, what do you… Continue reading

The Plant – A Steampunk Story – Excerpt from Chapter Twenty

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“On a happier note, how is your life lately?” Richard tried to change the subject, only managing to add more gas on Jack’s emotional pyre. “I’m in counseling with a child psychologist, thank you for asking. I got to revisit every second of my life, forwards, backwards and out of sequence, I discussed any and… Continue reading

The Plant – A Steampunk Story – Excerpt from Chapter 19

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“Of all the crazy things you ever came up with, Jack, I, for once, can’t believe you’re making me do this!” Richard said, exhausted and sweating profusely in the unforgiving sunshine, as he tried to force his shovel through the obstinate dirt. They had been at it since the first rays of dawn, about five… Continue reading

The Plant – a Steampunk Story – Excerpt from Chapter Fourteen

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Later that day, Richard and Jack met at the malt shop to celebrate their narrow escape from perpetual detention with two vanilla floats. “To tell you the truth, this stuff is getting kind of tiresome, man,” Jack complained. “I love making up a good story as much as the next guy, but it’s exhausting having… Continue reading