Stories by Scott Chason, by newest first

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  • I used to smoke alot of pot - and likely will again after my life's goals are complete. I think pot is a mind opening drug, something that takes some of the burden of society off of your back long enough for you to dig deep i
    by Scott Chason 400 words, 3 comments, on Oct 1 4:32 PM
  • I never got to finish watching the movie, "The Bucket List." and wish that I had. It sounds like a very simple topic, but when one delves i
    by Scott Chason 200 words, 3 comments, on Mar 23 11:21 AM
  • So there I was, minding my own business, when this cat walks by and he's like, "Sup broseph."1
    by Scott Chason 300 words, 1 comment, on Dec 20 8:41 AM 2008
  • "Hey, stop!" Jake yelled as the roller-coaster began it's course. "My seat belt is not buckled!"1
    by Scott Chason 600 words, 2 comments, on Dec 19 3:36 PM 2008
  • I'm sure that at one point every number on my fax machine was visible, though I cannot picture it now; the buttons have long deteriarated i
    by Scott Chason 200 words, 6 comments, on Dec 19 12:51 PM 2008
  • Me, Richard, and Jon were walking through the woods next to our camp site half drunk. It was night, and we were going down to the lake to do a little night fishing. Out of nowhere, Jon stops dead still and says.1
    by Scott Chason 100 words, 3 comments, on Dec 18 10:56 AM 2008
  • by Scott Chason <100 words, 2 comments, on Dec 16 11:02 AM 2008
  • What is normal, you ask?1
    by Scott Chason 300 words, 1 comment, on Dec 16 10:49 AM 2008
  • -Emerald Cross1
    by Scott Chason <100 words, 2 comments, on Dec 2 11:28 AM 2008
  • Demon: Ni'ashben'ir, Known more commonly to humans as "The Shadow Prince."1
    by Scott Chason 100 words, 3 comments, on Dec 2 11:21 AM 2008
  • Since your main character is blind, you are going to want to push hard on the other senses. Alot of discription is visual - alot - in most stories, which leaves you a grand oppurtunity to make yours unique. 1
    by Scott Chason 200 words, 2 comments, on Dec 2 11:07 AM 2008
  • "Help is on the way." They had said to me, but help never arrives on time. I heard somewhere that a woman in Buffalo called the police because she was being robbed; by the time they arrived on the scene she was dead, and the
    by Scott Chason 100 words, 4 comments, on Dec 1 11:45 AM 2008
  • I had this dream when I was three or four years old... 18 years ago.... and still remember it vividly.1
    by Scott Chason 100 words, 5 comments, on Nov 25 3:50 PM 2008
  • Sitting Wolf stood upon the lip of the valley, his eyes scanning the scene before him. The setting sun glittered orange and red in the snak
    by Scott Chason 100 words, 1 comment, on Nov 25 11:05 AM 2008. In
  • The leech is to humans as humans are to the earth.
    by Scott Chason <100 words, 2 comments, on Nov 25 10:41 AM 2008
  • by Scott Chason <100 words, on Nov 14 2:55 PM 2008
  • My only true friend lives in the bathroom, just above the sink.
    by Scott Chason <100 words, 5 comments, on Nov 14 11:16 AM 2008. In
  • Everyone would have a completely different concept of who I am, and they would all leave the funeral confused, wondering if they had made i
    by Scott Chason 100 words, 2 comments, on Nov 10 12:08 PM 2008. In
  • The seed of guilt flourishes as not but thorns come harvest; It spreads its venom throughout every root, every bud - every thought.
    by Scott Chason <100 words, 4 comments, on Nov 10 11:57 AM 2008. In
  • "I will NOT!" The king, robed in the purest of ivory, scolded.1
    by Scott Chason 700 words, 10 comments, on Nov 10 11:34 AM 2008
  • 1: Ainslie James- girl, five-foot-seven, protagonist. 13 years old1
    by Scott Chason 300 words, 2 comments, on Nov 6 11:09 AM 2008
  • "Ye want some whisky, Al?" Morr Parsley asked, the jovial inkeeper smiling widely as usual.1
    by Scott Chason 1200 words, on Nov 4 2:37 PM 2008
  • Qaid Torken sat very still, wondering how long he would be able to hold back the temptations of exhaustion; the long hours of deprivation c
    by Scott Chason 100 words, 2 comments, on Oct 22 6:54 AM 2008
  • Rolein's footfalls were less than quiet as he made his way down the dark corridor. The smell of old, damp stone assaulted him, but did not
    by Scott Chason 400 words, 2 comments, on Oct 21 11:24 AM 2008. In
  • Some years ago, Giants were hunted fiercly by the men of the world. So Bomgo was like, "Man yall can forget this shit." 1
    by Scott Chason 400 words, 1 comment, on Oct 20 11:38 AM 2008
  • Qaid stared his enemy directly in the eye, his demeanor never faltering. In his right hand he held a short sword, his left a sturdy steel s
    by Scott Chason 600 words, 1 comment, on Oct 17 12:55 PM 2008
  • "Peter, prepare a paragraph persuading people to ponder postage prices, and publish the portfolio in patterns of purple pocadots, please"1
    by Scott Chason 100 words, 4 comments, on Oct 17 12:10 PM 2008
  • "You're joking, right?"1
    by Scott Chason 200 words, 5 comments, on Oct 15 11:33 AM 2008
  • by Scott Chason 300 words, 3 comments, on Oct 14 10:46 AM 2008. In
  • It was a long night.1
    by Scott Chason 200 words, on Oct 13 11:24 AM 2008. In
  • by Scott Chason 300 words, 4 comments, on Oct 3 11:28 AM 2008. In
  • "What time is it?" I ask Miss Frailey; She'd know.1 / Miss Frailey knows alot of things. Thats why she is the teacher.2 / She likes answering my questions, and when
    by Scott Chason 800 words, 1 comment, on Oct 24 12:40 AM 2007
  • Red 1997 Jeep Cherokee east bound on I60. 7:00 pm. / Rheanna was driving the scenic route after a twelve hour shift at the office. Driving through the country always put her in a better mood after a long day of answe
    by Scott Chason 600 words, 4 comments, on Oct 18 10:15 PM 2007
  • by Scott Chason 400 words, 1 comment, on Nov 21 7:39 PM 2006
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