Stories tagged “singing”

  • Start of the Summer Road Trip

    I stumble out of my house and to my car’s truck, which is popped open. I throw my bags in the back and slam the top down to close it. My mom comes out of the house and gives me a big hug. “Drive carfully okay?” She tells me. “I ...

  • Moment Of Peace

    Everyone was up and dancing and laughing and singing. Lone Writer shimmied her way over to where Band Baby, Bartimaeus, Blusparrow, and Elisabeth L. Davis were all dancing. She through her arms around Band Baby and then the others in turn. “IR...

  • Meeting Vince's Mom

    “Who the hell are you?” Vince’s mother asked. “Ace-freakin’-Frehly?” “It’s Tony Izadorri, lead guitarist of Black Shark!” “And you’re Billy Gilman!” “Really, Mom, it’ s...

  • The Key To Locks That Don't Exist

    She was walking through a shallow stream, one foot infront of the other. Arms out, trying to balance on make believe stepping stones. Her eyes closed to the shadows from the eastern canopy, her breathing steady with the low hum from deep within the for...

    • Author: Granada
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5

  • Times A Changing

    The stars in the east were always the brightest. I never forgot the times spending my days at the local tavern, lighting up the crowd with a little jingle. I would leave the place where I made my living, and go towards the local park to look up in the ...

  • Hymn and Hers

    The city of Se Lai was filled with music! Chorals and choruses, day and night. Everyone sang, no matter what their talent, or their voice. However, I was mute with embarrassment. I knew that my frog croaking would bring me shame and ruin the joy that f...

  • 2 years later (Mature)

    It’s probably better for all involved if I skip the next two years, just giving you a brief overview of my ‘career’. The first dozen times or so, were so hard. Eventually I got into the swing of it. It became something to excel at. Go...

  • Slip up

    I was just about to begin my set for the night. Everything was running as normal. I was preened and polished to ‘perfection’. The show was about to begin. The start of my set was spot on. I was just starting my second song, at the same time...

  • The Fan

    I watched her face, it was a deer in headlights, but with a twinge of, “I can’t believe this is happening!” I love that. Not that people should be excited to see me, I could care less. It’s the fact that a song I wrote years ago...

  • Alive

    An energy circle: hands clasped tight, heavily made-up eyes squeezed shut. Silence except for the distant buzz of audience members filing in and the click-clack of shifting character heels. Then we break apart big smiles, inadvisable cheers. ̶...

  • The Bumble Bee Choir

    The Song of Spring “The plants have flowered. The rain has fallen. At last the Age of Honey has arrived. As says the queen, Help thy fellow bee. We are all part of a great, big hive." The Bumble Bee Choir sang the song every year. A little b...

  • Drifting

    The wind hums and moans, but my ears barely notice. All they can focus on is the melody dripping from beautiful mouths and plucked guitars, carried by the wind, twisting past me in ribbons of mischief. My head turns to locate the source, unable to find...

    • Author: Katie Kim
    • Posted about 2 years ago.

  • Missing muse

    “I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there. I’ll tell ya how I became the prince of a town called Bel-air?” “Okay now you’re just ripping off Fresh Prince, don’t you have anything new?” Jamie said a...

  • Nominative determinism at work (June 23rd, 2010)

    The man was drunk. Really, utterly blasted. So much so, that I wondered how he was still standing. He held the webbing strap so tightly that his knuckles were white, and swayed alarmingly as the transport took corners on its meandering route towards th...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted almost 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5

  • The Grindylow - a folk song

    The Grindylow they crawl, The Grindylow they creep, The Grindylow come to sneak ashore and kill you in your sleep! The Grindylow look fat, The Grindylow look thin, The Grindylow are both these things and everything inbetw’in! The Grindylow bite f...

  • Morning Synchrony

    The product of our labors lay before us: the White House replicated in coarse sand, every exacting detail present thanks to Josh’s critical eye. Theresa and I looked away, not wanting to jinx the next part. I held my breath as Phil prepared the f...

  • Run For The Hills!

    Just to hand…an alert about a new breed of monsters reportedly terrorising our citizens. What the??? Since the IMFA, the International Monster Freedom Act, was submitted and passed in 87% of this planet’s nations, I thought nothing more wou...

  • Cultural Phenomenon

    " Humans, the council has decided your fate." The deep voice boomed, sound waves echoing throughout the city. People stopped what they were doing immediatley and craned their necks upward towards the gigantic screen in the sky. Voorg’s ...

  • Melody the Unicloud: Smoke Signals

    Heedless of any danger or threat to her own well being, Melody charged into the forest determined to stop whatever was going on. Weaving through the trees, leaping over fallen logs, she relied on her powerful sense of smell to guide her in the right di...