by joangrey | Jul 17, 2025
Empty Fridges of my Past Joan Grey *** It’s odd, thinking about how my life as a child has affected who I am as an adult. That sounds silly, when I look at it on the screen — of course my childhood affected me. DUH. But, what I mean is less about the directly obvious...
by joangrey | Feb 2, 2025
Feb 1, 2025 Death to Chickens They slipped through the forest, glad there was no snow on the ground. It was impossible to be quiet in snow. The target was close – just past the tree line. On the map, the trees looked dangerously far from the building, but they could...
by joangrey | Jun 2, 2024
Okay, so. I write against tropes, a lot of the time. I’m finishing up a paranormal women’s fiction series in which there’s: no sex, no romance, lots of laundry and grocery shopping, a MC who’s An Actual Adult (she doesn’t jump to conclusions, she pays attention to...
by joangrey | Jan 23, 2024
Well, the cats have the right idea. It’s cold out, so we should bundle up under as many blankets as we can. Peaches was wondering why I bothered to get out of bed at all, though her brother wanted me to go downstairs and give them the day’s serving of...
by joangrey | Aug 24, 2023
Prompt: I woke up in pitch black after a risky but necessary operation. The bedside clock said 404. *** The first thing I heard was beeping. Repeated, regular, like it had been going on forever. My fucking alarm. I groped for my phone, but my arm wouldn’t move. That...
