David M Schell

Tag: Fiction

  • Illuminati: A Short Story

    For John. It happened this way. I was wandering around in a hotel on a Monday evening looking for the meeting room for the drug company I work for. It was one of those meetings that you go to because you have to go to them, and all of a sudden I saw a sign…

  • Regis the Cat: A Story for Children

    For Hannah. Once upon a time, there was a black cat named Regis. Regis had rough fur, and his fur had some jaggers in it, because Regis didn’t have a family to live with. Regis tried hard to be happy in spite of the fact that he didn’t have anyone to live with. Usually he…

  • Holy Water

    Legends from the church tell us that some people who God sees as particularly good will find scars on their hands and feet to match the scars of Jesus. They are only legends. Two centuries ago, an evil witch placed a curse on a young couple: their firstborn son would be born a vampire. They…

  • First Baptist

    The grass had grown up a bit around the old stone church building. This was the least of Deacon Smith’s worries, though. He wasn’t really even very much worried about the workers from the moving company who were loading the pews into their yellow truck. Mostly what he worried about was the people of First…

  • The Five Spades of Christmas

    The Five Spades of Christmas

    A short story by David Schell What you are about to read is entirely fictitious. Okay, not entirely. The parts that are historical are historical. The parts that aren’t obviously biblical are entirely made up.   I heard this legend from a friend, who heard it from a friend, who claims he heard it from…

  • The Voicemail of Paul the Apostle to Philemon. Starring John Wayne

    Author’s note: THIS paper is the worst paper EVER. It’s so bad that it loops all the way around from awful to awesome. That’s what I think. The Voicemail of Paul the Apostle to Philemon Starring John Wayne Author’s second note: Yes, I know that there weren’t any voicemail recorders back in the first century,…

  • Hope’s Cry

    His name was Ariel. At least that’s what I’m going to call him. I don’t know if it’s a historically accurate name, or a Hebrew name, or if it was even HIS name, but that’s what I’m going to call him. He wasn’t the littlest shepherd, or the biggest shepherd, or the anything that ends…

  • Palentalia (or) The Divorce

    by David Schell based on a re-re-re-re-reposted message some friends posted.  THE divorce was complete. Hardly had the ink dried on the separation papers before the great migration began. “Liberals” from the east coast were moving west, and “Conservatives” from the west were heading east. Both had decided that the other could not be saved.…