Dark and Introspective Fiction
Shane Kroetsch writes dark and introspective fiction. He also likes to build projects out of old junk, paint sad little blanket ghosts, ride vintage bikes, and shake his butt while the vinyl spins.
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Home is meant to be a place of sanctuary. For Jason, it means being forced to live life as a shadow, in constant fear of being seen. In an attempt to escape his abusive father, the young boy sets out on his own. What he doesn’t know is that blood connects them, and blood will […]
No electricity. No communication. No way to escape the storm raging on the horizon. The search for somewhere to belong leads two strangers, Jacob and Mati, to a secluded Ontario community as its residents encounter unthinkable tragedy. In the shadows, an outlier, Alex, faces the end of the world head on and finds a new […]
This and That but Mostly the Other is an eclectic collection of flash and micro fiction that explores the breadth of the human experience – love, loss, and being devoured by monsters on a late-night bus ride. “This” represents gratitude, and a light shining in the darkness. “That” shows us introspection, heartbreak, and that not […]
Today is the second birthday of my first book, a collection of short stories titled This and That but Mostly the Other. The process of publishing This and That was me jumping into the unknown with both feet, something up to that point I wasn’t necessarily used to doing. It is a history of where […]
I check my watch. She’s late. I was really hoping she wouldn’t be late. Gaetan strides up beside me and flicks the butt of his cigarette into the dark. He blows smoke and watches me from the corner of his eye. “Relax. This will all be over soon.” I chew on my lip and watch […]
Image courtesy of the AM/FM 2020 Xmas Dumpster Fire Channel. I’m not kidding, check it out. Hello, friends. Isn’t the world a strange and terrifying place? For me, it really has turned out to be a rough few weeks in what’s been a difficult couple of years dealing with this stupid pandemic. What’s that? It’s […]
“Close your eyes. Pretend I’m not here.” The woman shifted her position and lifted her head to flip the pillow to the cool side. Her focus on the white ceiling panels faded as her eyes shut. She folded her hands over her torso and settled. “I can hear you breathing.” The man cleared his throat. […]
Through the wisps of smoke from the fire, the first sliver of the full moon rises above the hills. She illuminates the clouds breaking overhead until they disappear altogether and stands alone in the autumn sky. I wish her tidings for All Hallows Eve, speak of the time since I’ve seen her last, and how […]
