A. L. LaForge

Small lake surrounded by pine trees

Unpolished

For the remainder of 2025, I am undergoing a project to write a short story every week. These stories will not be heavily revised; they will be shared in their “unpolished” state. New stories will typically be posted on Thursdays.

I hope you find something to enjoy.

  • A Conversation

    You couldn’t help but smile back when he looked at you.

  • Bone Dance

    An explosion tore through the rear of the undead horde before us. Flames climbed to the sky, eerily red, obviously arcane.

  • Final Confrontation

    Death’s bony fingers grazed the back of Arvid’s neck, but that didn’t stop part of them from wanting to live.

  • Hatching Time

    She took a few steps closer. Something squished under her foot.

  • Home Inspection

    The cat did not comment on the house. He stared into its empty eyes. They did not blink. Neither did Waffles.

  • The Big Bad

    I had promised to be what the village had needed.