KaBooM62's Story Time

How did she do this to him? His insides were swelling like the cotton candy around the stick at any festival in the world. But it forced him to concentrate too; Yukimasa’s fight for control sent him running as fast as he could at the track meets, sent him scurrying to help draw posters for the pep... Sign in to see full entry.

The funeral had been over for two weeks when I entered the drinking establishment which my two friends and I occasionally visited. It was May, and in June the sky would weep for a month. The mirrors behind the bar with the liquor stacked on shelves on two sides reflected the ceiling fans and the... Sign in to see full entry.

Walking up steps had never been this absorbing. The labored breathing pounded against her ear as he pushed down on her arm, his strength, threatening to send them both, toppling down these steep steps. It could not be helped, the dentist’s office at the top, being the goal, luckily an open... Sign in to see full entry.

‘Did you get it?’ Is it in?’ ‘I just put it in’ ‘OK, one, two, three, start!’ We started our videos together. ‘I’ll call as soon as it’s over.’ I would think of Reiko and what she was thinking of this scene or that of ‘Roman Holiday’ as we watched it together, she in Sapporo and me in Tokyo. I would... Sign in to see full entry.

Tunnel Vision by Karen Bremer Masuda ‘ What do you think you’re doing?’ The booming voice of the karate instructor shook me to my bones. The words weren’t even meant for me they were meant for Tatsuo who must have been able to feel the instructor’s breath as close as he was. They were in the middle... Sign in to see full entry.

Unrecognizable Influences by Karen Bremer Masuda Kanako Ishikawa snapped the lid shut to the tupperware box full of pickled shallots. In this heat it is what she craved the most. Closing her eyes she relaxed as no images came forth. Her work was splayed in an untidy mess on the desk across the room.... Sign in to see full entry.

Naomi plunged back into the huge round seat covered in a soft suede material. She wondered at how it didn’t matter what time of year, or what was going on in her life, Yuusuke’s place was always a haven. She was a tiny woman herself and the round softness of the chair enveloped her. Haruka was... Sign in to see full entry.

Two women, a Prince, and Fireworks by Karen Bremer Masuda When the two women saw him, they each wondered, separately, and unbeknown to the other, “why am I not married to him?” All three had their bodies wrapped in yukatas; traditional summer festival attire, meeting at this spot in front of the... Sign in to see full entry.

There was a line of light climbing along either side of the curtain from the streetlight outside the motel room. The three of them lay together on one of the two queen sized beds. No one wanted to sleep alone. The beds were so big here. Misaki turned her head toward her girls. Tomoko lay on the... Sign in to see full entry.

I’m Alright! by Karen Bremer Masuda ‘I’m alright,’ his voice reverberated through the air bouncing off sides of mountains. It was imperative that he get across to Misaki that he was alright. Where was she any way? Daiji didn’t see her anywhere in this massive ravine. He boomed as loud as he could,... Sign in to see full entry.