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Creative of the Month Pete Majors IDYLLWILD/PINE COVE -How did you become interested in becoming a creative person? ​ ​ Performing has always felt like an intrinsic part of who I am. As a kid, I threw myself into plays, musicals, and glee club, and I fell in love with music almost immediately. The older I got, the stronger that pull toward performing became, and I can’t deny that I embraced the attention it brought. ​ -How would you describe your work?  Music has always been

By Grace A. Hendrix There are times in life. Full of fear, confusion, sadness, or strife. Try wearing a chicken instead.

By Art Gomez (No AI was used in the creation of this story.) 1 - ORIGINAL SIN “Who controls his mast, controls the future. Disco balls & fireworks & fur for the cougar.” Standing outside the Calimesa General Store with coffee still lingering in their breath, Selma & Pati share a cigarette while they stare down the street. Their glances are both drawn by the clicking of heels that turned the corner in a rather tight black dress and are heading uphill. On the opposite side of R

By Brad Shaw    The first egg that Jessica was pelted with stung with a medium intensity. By the time the fiftieth - or was it the fifty sixth? - one hit her forehead, drawing blood which became instantly viscous, like something out of one of those Alien movies with Sigourney Weaver that her husband...correction, ex-husband had been a fan of.   He hadn’t exactly been a fan of hers, telling her he’d long since grown tired of her sanctimonious ways.   In fact, she wouldn’t be

By Brad Shaw Falling down the stairs wasn’t something Nancy had on her agenda for the day. Not on her to-do list, errands to run, or even a thought that crossed her mind. Yet, it still happened. And fell was a generous word. Pushed was more like it.   But by who, or what, she would never know. Did someone leave marbles on the first step down? Did those fucking squirrels, as she called them, chuck acorns at her, just as her foot hit the top step? The obvious culprit would be s

Creative of the Month Stephanie Daniel Idyllwild, Ca. -How did you become interested in becoming a creative person? ​ ​ I’ve known since I was little that I needed to do something creative to be happy. I was always drawn to art, design, and anything that allowed me to make something with my hands. Creativity has always felt like an essential part of who I am—it’s how I express myself and connect with the world. I couldn’t imagine doing anything else; being artistic isn’t just

By Jeffrey Parish The Heist. The blue, perfectly preserved frozen bodies, and the black bag of stolen cash, sat huddled together in the corner.  Frank and Alfred could never catch a break.  The End.

Emily Burton Idyllwild, Ca. -How did you become interested in becoming a creative person? ​ ​ I always loved rock and pop music from as far back as I can remember. I used to sing “Take it to the Lemon” by the Eagles whenever it came on the radio…one day I did figure out it was “Limit.” And I was for sure the arts & crafts Girl Scout. When I was 14 I heard Black Sabbath at a party and decided playing guitar in a band was what I wanted to do with my life. After a misguided coll

By Grace A. Hendricks Say your prayers every night.  Follow his righteous teachings to the letter.  Believe in yourself, that’s greater.

By Jeffrey Parish "Police have discovered human blood in the cruet at St. Mary's Catholic Church as well as human nipples glued to the effigy, leading officials to suspect foul play." "Details at 11." The End

Tommy Lee Thomas​ Tomatoes Project Idyllwild, Ca. -How did you become interested in becoming a creative person? ​ ​ I have always been a...

By Grace A. Hendricks In September the light changes.  They’re not old the leaves of gold  Mere reminders of time’s passage.

By Jeffrey Parish "This is my favorite picture from our trip." "Yeah? It is really beautiful." "See that guy?" "Uh huh." "He's missing."...

By Alessandra Konzen We aren’t capable of holding the endless hum of constant connection. We aren’t able to carry the weight of every...

By Jeffrey Parish This is Skipper He's my best friend. He's dead now.  The End

By Brad Shaw He could sit. He could shake. He could speak on command. He could fetch. But he still wasn’t a good boy. Not yet.   He had...

Creative of the Month ​ Radka Skopkova  Long Beach/Idyllwild    -How did you become interested in becoming a creative person? ​ ​ Being...

By Philip Parks Tommy Weatherby stood stiffly in his freshly pressed sailor suit, staring at the camera with the expression of a...

Trent Atkinson Screenplay Writer  Business Location:  Currently Idyllwild / LA    -How did you become interested in becoming a creative...

By Tim Parks That One Time That Ann-Margaret Saved Our Lives By Tim Parks Mom wasn’t anywhere. We couldn’t see her, she didn’t answer our...