Alex H Mittelman
Bio
I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ
Stories (374/0)
I Barely Survived a Cold
I've been wallowing in a pit of mucus-filled misery and despair, battling a cold that seemed to have been sent straight from the depths of hell. But lo and behold, the tides have turned, and I've emerged from the abyss, slightly less snotty and with a renewed hope for brighter days ahead! I barley survived!
By Alex H Mittelman 4 days ago in Poets
The Longest Day
As the longest day of the year started, the elders of the city of Tangberry began the day by placing four distinctive purple Amethysts on each of the town's four main corners and a fifth in the center, forming a perfect circle. These crystals were said to harness the power of the sun, with each stone representing one of the four cardinal directions and the fifth symbolizing the town's bloody, beating heart, which every year was ripped from the chest of the tallest man and sacrificed to the great blood god, Stroodle-Doo, who, in return, allowed the people of Tangberry to exist. He would also, on occasion, help them to grow the worlds most delicious grapes to make the worlds finest fermented grape juice. And as long as they didn’t call this grape juice wine, they were allowed to keep growing it. Stroodle-Doo hated the name wine because it reminded him of how his worshippers were always whining.
By Alex H Mittelman 13 days ago in Fiction
The Green Man
For as long as Cassandra could remember, she had been plagued by a recurring dream. It was one that always left her feeling restless, scared and uncertain. In this dream, she found herself on an airplane sitting next to a girl who talked about her training in martial arts. She said she learned karate as a child to defend herself from bullies, and it wasn’t her fault she was socially awkward. She told Cassandra she was diagnosed with autism, and while her IQ was off the charts, she still couldn’t figure out how to socialize with humans. She had always felt like an alien.
By Alex H Mittelman 22 days ago in Fiction
The Abominable No-Meatman. Top Story - April 2024.
So, I had an idea. I was wondering if Pennywise the dancing clown went vegan because he wanted to befriend humanity, what would he eat? Would there be food options for him, or would he have to starve just to be put in a better light with us humans. So I’ve created a special restaurant and menu just for him. This way, if Pennywise were to become vegan, he wouldn’t have to get creative with his dietary choices, I’ve done it for him. I’ve taken the work out of going vegan on his behalf! Here is a special restaurant and menu I made just for our friend, Pennywise!
By Alex H Mittelman 2 months ago in Fiction
The Spirit Box (2). Content Warning.
Chapter 2: Twin Robbers I got to work and took a deep breath. I discreetly took out the spirit box and inhaled John so I could convince the chief I felt great. I walked to chief’s office and asked the chief what the assignment was for today.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 months ago in Fiction
The Spirit Box. Content Warning.
Chapter One: Spirit Boxing I’m Detective Fred Byrne, Jr., and this is my story. I’m a detective by trade, but boxing is my true passion. I was one of the better amateur boxers at the bar down the street from the station. I boxed during fight night at The Blue Mercury bar and grill. They hosted a ‘fight night,’ every night during the week, but ‘fight week’ doesn’t sound right for marketing.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 months ago in Fiction
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