Short Stories

Article Excerpt (Intro): Sadspud and SadBot enter therapy hoping for emotional clarity and instead encounter weaponized puns, existential discomfort, and a recommendation to visit Castle Droughmoore—a place apparently run by witches, vampires, and highly organized sentient food. Fleeing the session, they are intercepted outside a grocery store by a disturbingly well-informed cranberry who confirms that, yes, things can get worse—and will.

Article Excerpt (Intro): Anya has survived men who think they own her. This one will be no different. Held captive in a rotting room above a quiet house, she bides her time—mending boots, lowering her gaze, learning his patterns. When the moment comes, her escape is swift and final. But freedom is not what waits beyond the door. The house is wrong. Too still. Too clean in its violence. The dead lie where they fell, untouched by struggle, as though something passed through them without resistance. Anya doesn’t know what did this. She only knows one thing: If she wants to live, she needs to reach Varna—and put as much distance as possible between herself and whatever has already begun moving toward the sea.

Article Excerpt (Intro): SadSpud’s ongoing attempt to process emotions with the help of highly “qualified” professionals—most of whom are far more interested in wordplay than actual solutions. From being emotionally mashed to metaphorically over-seasoned, these stories explore what happens when therapy gets a little too… on the nose.

Sadspud and SadBot Try Pun Therapy, Immediately Regret It, Flee in Fear, and Learn About Castle Droughmoore From a Sentient Cranberry Outside a Grocery Store