Short Stories The Long Dark – Introspection Jon Hillenbrand, June 27, 2017October 16, 2019 This story is in reference to the game The Long Dark from Hinterland Games. The player assumes the role of a crash-landed bush pilot who must survive the frigid Canadian wilderness after a global disaster. The man sat for a spell looking into the fire. He thought about the day, how he…
Thoughts Haunted House Theories Jon Hillenbrand, December 12, 2016October 17, 2019 A few years back, I rented a haunted house. I didn’t know it was haunted when I first rented it. You would think it would be exciting. Well, it’s not. It sucks. One time, I heard all of the pots and pans fall from a ceiling mounted rack into my…
Short Stories The flame Jon Hillenbrand, November 27, 2016October 17, 2019 The boy looked upon the candle as it continued to melt the flame slowly dying. He held it as if he were holding small child or an injured bird.
Poetry Girl from the pond – a short story Jon Hillenbrand, July 11, 2012December 30, 2015 There I stood looking upon the pond. And before me arose a mist from the shimmering surface like gold leaf on an Egyptian statue. Across the mist there arose a gentle bird whose wings spread across the water and sent ripples across the pond. The fish rose up to meet…
Eden Before the Fall Series The Stone Jon Hillenbrand, February 2, 2012October 16, 2019 Among the many rain-like drops falling from Eve as she emerged from the pool, a single drop, a little larger than the others, caught Adam’s eye. He studied it in the instant that it existed, a life in the eyes of God, he imagined. A Truth came to him cloaked…
Thoughts The Adventures of Jon Hillenbrand Jon Hillenbrand, January 13, 2012October 17, 2019 My mom forwarded this story to me that I wrote when I was 8 years old… THE ADVENTURES OF JON HILLENBRAND One day I climbed up my tree and saw a race track. I was there yesterday. I was looking at my racing car. The racing car was red and had…
Thoughts Still Waters Jon Hillenbrand, October 15, 2011October 17, 2019 Today is my birthday. One of the traditions my family has on birthdays is to give everyone at the table a small present. I think because my parents were raising three kids, it was a way of reducing the amount of jealousy and door slamming among the non-birthday kids after…
Poetry Discovering your tiger face Jon Hillenbrand, February 28, 2009April 27, 2018 There once was a tiger that lived in the jungle. She gave birth to a baby tiger cub, but then she died, leaving her cub alone in the world. The little cub went out searching for a mother.