Robert Quick

Joined March 2010.

1063 stories, 24 challenges, 1395 comments, and 203 friends

A no-name, aspiring author who can’t stop writing. Looking ahead, he strives for perfection. Shackled by various forms of entertainment, he dreams of success. Most stories here are an invitation to YOU, to join me in creating new stories, new worlds, and a different tomorrow.


  1. Relieving Pressure by Applying Pressure (Day 54)

    “Marc, come help me.” Strain tightened Jimbo’s voice, making two inconsistencies- Jimbo asking me for help and him cracking under the pressure. “Why? You expecting trouble?” I leveled a monument and checked his position. H...

  2. Things Never Said (Day 53)

    Hands whose strength had left them, clutched at weakly at Breanne’s arm. She shoved down the horror she felt at being so close to death. She barely knew Josh. She didn’t even know his last name and yet here he was dying in front of her. ...

  3. The Dying Game (Day 52) (Mature)

  4. Counting Down to Disaster (Day 51)

    In the distance the dark tower stood like a crone’s finger. Between us was a cracked, flat plain. Immense shadows slowly crawled across that blighted land. Formless monstrosities called Marrow-Suckers made their home there. Something about the to...

  5. Forced to Flee (Day 50)

    Bahula looked at her hands in confusion. They didn’t look any different to her. No sign of smoke or flame marked her deep brown skin. Charlotte grabbed her by the upper arm. “Come on, let’s go firestarter. We don’t want to be ar...

  6. It's All the Same (day 49)

    Dan put his shoulder against the griminess of the garage door and lifted. With a plaintive whine the door opened for the first time in months. The wan light of the forty-five watt bulb was consumed in the tide of afternoon sunlight. Dust, spiderwebs an...

  7. Consequences (Day 48)

    Jerry was taking a bite of sandwich when two fingers jabbed him in the back. Although he wanted nothing more to sock the guy in the face for interrupting his lunch, he carefully finished chewing and began to wrap up the paper around the remainder of hi...

  8. True Impotence

    I was dead and very irritated. Standing at the door to the Church of the Queen of the World, I listened to the sobbing coming from inside and shook my head. This was not how it was supposed to be. I had given very clear instructions. My death was to be...

  9. Repeated Interruptions (Day 47) (Mature)

  10. Open Secrets (Day 46)

    Shelly skipped through the pumpkin patch, wicker basket cradled against her tummy. Every gourd in the garden was bigger than she remembered but they smelled musty. The giant pumpkins were almost as tall as she was with vines thick as cucumbers connecti...

  11. Programs Hot (day 45) (Mature)

  12. Futile Systems (Poem)

    Hackers and outlaws The data frontier runs wild Yet there is honor He wields lines of code Spinal modem running hot Cybersamurai Niro breaks the ICE With a quick flick of his wrist and accesses .judgment

  13. Henry's Last Stand (Day 44)

    Henry paced back and forth in front of the opaque double doors. He clenched and unclenched his hands trying to stop their shaking. Maya should be coming through those doors any minute. She always took lunch around this time, though he had been ready fo...

  14. A Legacy of Sacrifice (Day 43)

    “What you suggest is madness.” Xamira folded her arms. The fingertips on her right hand tapped against the hard muscle in irritation. “Bold, not mad, my dear.” Gracien smiled broadly. “If Father and Grandfather before him ...

  15. It's a Lifestyle (Day 42)

    The room stank of stale cigarette smoke and disappointment. Machines designed to shatter dreams, trading money for hope of success or for stories, stood in fat rows. Each promised a big win soon. Somewhere the tinny sound of nickels being paid out clin...

  16. Outskirts of Sanity (Day 41)

    Murray stood at the edge of a dark city. There was light yet the city was dark. He couldn’t remember how he got there or what he was supposed to do. Trying to concentrate on such details filled his mind with a whirlwind of thousands of cawing cro...

  17. Seeking Relief (Day 40) (Mature)

  18. On the Job (Day 39)

    Rebecca pushed a thick handled broom in front of her. Cigarette butts, coarse sand and gum wrappers created small piles marking where she had been. Sweeping wasn’t glamorous but she did take a certain satisfaction from tidying up a place that she...

  19. An Old Form of Protection (Day 38)

    Matt passed a hand over his eyes. In part to shield them from the coastal wind that carried grit and salt. In part it was to force himself to look away from the false beauty of the coast. He had once loved swimming in those dark waters but now they onl...

  20. A Quick Stop (Day 37)

    Bonnie ran her thumb and index finger down the length of her lapel while she waited for the kid behind the counter to find her cigarettes. Catching sight of her own reflection in the sunglasses display, she touched her hair and admired the way she look...

  21. Fears Spur a Man (Day 36)

    I arrived at the coastal city of San Marianne, a little south of Monterey, some time after midnight. Unaccustomed to worming down nameless roads by moonlight, I found the journey to be singularly terrifying. Antiquated farmhouses huddled against lone h...

  22. Orbiting a World of Cats (Day 35)

    Mr. Meow-Meow had vanished again. I was always curious about the kinds of adventures he was on when he wasn’t home. Boring ones, I’d imagine. It wasn’t as if our neighborhood was very exciting, even for a cat. No parks to speak of. No...

  23. Perfect Coordination (Day 34)

    Jacqueline glanced back to see how well her counterpart from London was faring. Marianne struggled in the snow, bundled up in a matching white and blue fur-lined parka. That was their outer protection from the frozen winds that whipped through the deso...

  24. On Patrol: Catching Up

    The bridge was empty and dark with only two candles burning. The tiller was locked into place, which still bothered me. It never seemed safe despite Firus’ assurances. The room was clean, much cleaner than I’d expected after such a rough co...

  25. Pride (Day 33)

    Letasha was cleaner than most homeless people. She was younger too with a story that hit every cliche, from pimps and drugs to a daughter in another state, but I believed her. Earnest and under-educated, her eyes were bright with intelligence. I found ...

  26. Taut Strings (Day 32)

    I looked past Norman’s shoulder, avoiding his eyes. He tried to lay a hand on my shoulder but I shrugged it off. He sighed explosively. “Look you knew we were all drunk and blazed. Why didn’t you speak up?” I let the silence bet...

  27. Dune Dredging (Day 31)

    The Deadskin Dunes were high and dry. Zephyrs of wind swept through the endless hills of human skin, kicking them into the air in spurting gouts of choking clouds or swirling them into tiny dust devils. Unceasing sunlight baked everything into a crisp ...

  28. An Uncompromising Solution (Day 30)

    With a heavy heart, I gently closed the faded yellow cover of the book. It was hard to breathe, hard to think. I felt sad— no, I felt more than sad, I felt sorrowful as if my heart had turned to stone. Impossible! Unfeeling stone never hurt this ...

  29. Anchored Between the Stars (Day 29)

    The city vanished as simply as turning a page. Where a snow-torn London once stood, a deep blackness spread out infinitely, splashed with swirls of cosmic color. Meredith continued looking out the window but her tail began to twitch back and forth.R...

  30. Joyless (Poetry)

    I know a girl who keeps the rest of the world At arm’s distance Protecting herself from past wounds That throb behind stone walls Painstakingly erected With bloody fingers -The ache comes still Memory is jagged Painfully sharp She wraps herself T...

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