The Storyteller by Rob Burton is a very short story about a global, philosophical topic. Does man have free will or is there predestination controlled by deities of whichever religion one subscribes to? This story will not provide answers, it will inject yet another factor into the mix, the role of the Storyteller.

The Storyteller is a contradiction. He hates to make choices about anything, such as what to have for breakfast. Yet he makes thousand of choices per day as he determines the fate of others that he has had some physical contact with. This may seem to make him the Devil or God but he denies being either. This is logical when he mentions that he is not the only one in the world. There may be hundreds or thousands in existence.


Present Day Ghosts

The Ghosts of Scotland is, as the subtitle explains, a collection of ghost stories from across the Scottish nation. Written by Sean McLachlan with input from Charles River Editors, the collection has five stories, a four-page bibliography citing seventeen sources, two online resource links, and links leading to free and discounted offers by Charles River Editors.

Tales From the Mosspark Universe by Neil Mosspark is a short collection (660 locations) of five short science fiction stories.…

Final Thoughts by Jaxon Reed is a very short story (261 locations) given to me through the Instafreebie platform which…

At Horizon’s End by Chris Sarantopoulus is a short story of approximately 24 pages that I purchased on Amazon for USD 0.99 after reading The Man Behind the Bar. I want to warn you that this is a very sad story. Don’t wake up and read it on the morning of a day in which you want everything to go well. This is not a motivational story.

This is a story about Death. There are a lot of people at Stella’s house today for a ceremony in remembrance of the recent death of Stella’s mom. Such celebrations attract relatives and friends who stand around somberly and either weep or tell fond stories of memories with the recently departed. The telling of the stories provokes more weeping. Stella isn’t weeping. Dad and Nanny have assured her that mom has gone to Horizon’s End, a place we can all see at dawn and at dusk. She is sure her mom will come back but is not sure of the when.

According to Neil Mosspark, author of Tales from the Mosspark Universe: Vol. 2, the following short tales are backstories to different parts of the Mosspark Universe. The author claims that you need no knowledge other than that contained within the short stories to enjoy them; they are all stand-alone stories.

This collection does what it was designed to do well, spur interest in the more complete treatments through novels of this fantasy, dystopian, cyberpunk world. I will be interested in reading more about Olivia and Abe (the first two sections) but cyberpunk does not work well for me as a genre. Two out of three isn’t bad.

For those that think a cover has little to do with a reader’s selection, I beg to differ. How could I pass up a title like Hidden: A Pregnant Fairy Godmother’s Journey? This is like finding a whole new subculture. I found the cover tastefully provocative. No, I won’t explain what that means.

Invisi …

The Disappeared by Irving Belateche is a short story invitation to the reader to explore the concept of invisibility. Watch Robert Grayson as he completes the process of disappearing; invisibility is just an earlier step in the process. Robert realized he was becoming increasingly invisible ever since his university graduation. He joined a company he didn’t like and worked in a job he didn’t want. The company downsized and Robert was one of the first fired. Many in the company didn’t know he existed. When he joined a Brown and Kling, he made a few friends but they drifted away as his realization grew that he was becoming invisible. His girlfriend left him after he insisted too many times that they should stay home and watch TiVo. Why leave home when everything he wanted was there? He was comfortable shuttling between his home alone world and the office world where none but old people acknowledged his existence. Even the old employees acknowledged him with monosyllabic grunts while looking at their cellphones.