Alison McBain
Bio
Alison McBain writes fiction & poetry, edits & reviews books, and pens a webcomic called “Toddler Times.” In her free time, she drinks gallons of coffee & pretends to be a pool shark at her local pub. More: http://www.alisonmcbain.com/
Achievements (11)
Stories (77/0)
Supply and Demand
If the clouds had been the color of steel, they might have cast the appropriate foreboding atmosphere for a clandestine meeting. If the figures had been lurking in a garbage-filled alley, rats fleeing before their footsteps, they might have had the appropriate air. Perhaps only if the two figures themselves had been sinister in appearance, with badly scarred faces or eye patches, it might have implied something more... malevolent.
By Alison McBain8 days ago in Fiction
- Top Story - April 2024
The DevelopmentTop Story - April 2024
“My name is Kami,” she said. Paul hadn’t asked. He had barely glanced at her as he walked by the bus stop. She was sitting on a dirty bench under the straight arch of clear plastic, with graffiti covering the walls and bisecting the scene at her back.
By Alison McBainabout a month ago in Fiction
- Runner-Up in Snacktime Sonata Challenge
There Is No Art in Heart
My daughter has an autoimmune disease that might shorten her life... and I'm the one who gave it to her. Every parent's worst nightmare, of course, to be responsible for something terrible happening to your child. And, to be honest, I had little idea that this was a possibility before I had kids. I knew that one branch of my family all seemed to have bad luck when it came to getting sick early in life and that about half of them died when they hit middle age. But that didn't have anything to do with me, right?
By Alison McBain2 months ago in Families
- Runner-Up in The Dragon Beside Me Challenge
A Granddaughter’s HopeRunner-Up in The Dragon Beside Me Challenge
My grandmothers were kick-ass women at a time when being ballsy wasn’t seen as a feminine quality. For instance, when divorce was considered a dirty word and murmured behind closed doors, my divorced Canadian grandmother was making it on her own with three kids. On the other side of my family, my Japanese-American grandmother was the matriarch who held everyone together through adult sibling rivalries and bitter fights. After her death, our extended family fell apart without her.
By Alison McBain2 months ago in Families
Food for Thought
Perhaps she will come back for me. Maybe it will only be a second. A minute. Or a little bit longer moment in time… but it cannot be much more than that. She will realize the mistake and return, a harried look on her young face for having made such an error. Would a person abandon someone created just for them? Would a girl let go her desire for a custom companion to nurture her?
By Alison McBain3 months ago in Fiction