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Ficktion Friday: Experimental
(This is a companion story to Good Girl, which I wrote last April. Basically, the scariest thing about that first Stargate movie? The dog masks on the guards. Freaked me right out because they looked like the Doberman that bit me when I was a kid. Strange parallels our minds create. Anyway. Still riffing on the 'aliens are Dobermans' thing, I guess. Living in this Fine City where people t
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on October 12, 2007 at 12:47pm — 2 Comments
Ficktion Friday: Three Uncles Went to Vietnam
Three uncles went to Vietnam.
Three uncles went to Vietnam, and one uncle seemed to have found “the life.”
Three uncles went to Vietnam, but only one came home with a sharkskin suit. He never said what else happened while he was over there, but he was full of the wonder of the tailors of Southeast Asia. “You can get a monogrammed shirt, tailored suit, sports coat, cheap,” he told us, checking his cuffs. He talked about silk, and the little women who stood on chairs to measure
… Continue(It's Not Friday) Ficktion: My Boss's Dating Life Has Hit A Dead End
If he weren't already dead, I could kill that Dewey dude, I really could. Okay, so someday it may serve me well to know that the Dewey Decimal number for the commercial processing of kidney beans is 664.805652, but it bugs me no end that Maelinda thinks I'm an idiot since I don't know these things right off. What she doesn't understand is that I didn't get a library job because I wanted to organize things. I took the job because I wanted to read. Unfortunately, there's not a lot of rea
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on September 25, 2007 at 9:35pm — 6 Comments
(It's not Friday, but it's) Ficktion: Should I Stay Or Should I Go On?
"I guess I'm not a sentimentalist, then," he'd laughed, tilting his head so that the light caught the almost colorless brush of lashes lowered over his green eyes. "I don't hold with calling it The Big Day. Frankly, I think the big day is the Monday after the whole shebang gets over with."
And everyone had laughed, and given Miercolette the kinds of smiles that indicated that they were sure they knew she and Alfred were a done deal, only the i's needing dotting, and the wax to cool on
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on September 17, 2007 at 2:05pm — 3 Comments
Chains of Love
(a companion story of sorts to Mind the Gap)
Of course I shouldn’t have left her.
I shouldn’t have left her, but she was at school.
I shouldn’t have left her, but she wasn’t home, wasn’t there when I dropped by.
I shouldn’t have left her, but -- she was gone, and I had my hands full with the four suitcases I took.
I couldn’t take on anything else.
I couldn’t take the time to look for my phone, a notepad...
Okay, you go on accusing
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on September 14, 2007 at 3:42pm — 3 Comments
Mind the Gap
Heard that so many times it is blurring in my brain.
Unattended baggage may be destroyed.
Well, I am an unattended baggage, at least my mother always called me a snooty baggage, and now that she’s not here to say so anymore, I am unattended, adrift, abandoned, left behind.
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on September 7, 2007 at 10:41pm — 1 Comment
Ficktion Friday: Departures
Bianca buffs her nails on her sleeve, and crosses her arms nervously. She hopes Char will come soon. From the look of it, departures are taking place, and she doesn’t want to be the only one to witness them.
Her finger had been poised above the bell for Char’s place when she’d heard his voice upstairs. Bobby. Maybe she was interrupting. Maybe Char hadn’t meant for her to come over today, bearing rolls from Cinnabon and soy lattes from Flying Goat C
… ContinueFicktion Friday: Big Rig
My head aches, and the bed is vibrating.
No.
It’s not a bed.
The sour, throat-burning stench of diesel smoke accompanies the rumbling, and my face is pressed against a rough synthetic rug. With a gut-tightening sensation of fear, I know where I am.
Pops has done it again. All these years he’s threatened Big Ma that he was going to come and take his kids back, and he’s done it. I am in Pops’ rig, lying on the floor.
We’re not moving, and I’m glad,
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on August 19, 2007 at 1:38am — 3 Comments
Ficktion Friday: (School Sucks) And Then It Rains
Shattering holes in my sanity
The yard grows wild.
"Rain is like bullets?" Dennis threw a dry erase marker at Esther's head from the back of the classroom. They were meant to be taking study hall, or rather Esther was; Dennis was in English detention because he was behind an assignment, but no one seemed to be keeping track of him.
"What kind of crap is that? If rain was a bullet, it'd blow your freakin head off. Rain isn't l… Continue
Ficktion Friday: Trojan Bulls
“So, who do you think put it there?”
“I dunno, Miss Lane. It was jus’… there.”
“Seriously? You folks just …woke up this morning, and there was a bull in your pasture?”
“Yep. Dunny got wind of it a ruckus outside, started makin’ a racket, and he ran around ‘til he just about fell over. Next thing we knowed, there was a gol’danged bull in the back pasture.”
All right. Ruckus, passing out… bull.
Dear Diary:
It had seemed like an easy call. F
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on August 4, 2007 at 6:57pm — 4 Comments
Ficktion Friday: Feylight
“This is so lame,” Mad groaned. “Why can’t people figure out this isn’t some random character re-enactment weekend? I mean, hello – renaissance. Medieval times. Get a clue already!”
It was supposed to be a Renaissance Faire, but as usual, there were the requisite number of Trekkies in Wookie costumes, Hogwarths uniforms, busty wench types, old guys with long hair and motorcycle jackets carrying hooded birds of prey, and middle-aged women wearing a surfeit of smudged eyeliner and filmy
… ContinueFicktion Friday: Fly Free
Sixth grade
Gina and Jillian and Shelbi
(who spelled it with a ‘y’ last year)
take over the swing.
‘move down one,’ Gina bosses
Which is stupid, since everybody knows this is
My swing and the only reason Gina
thinks she is so hot is ‘cause her
sister Jolynne is already in ninth.
No.
there are something like
fifteen other swings
this one’s mine,
you snotty cow
get your own
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on July 21, 2007 at 3:08am — 3 Comments
Ficktion Friday: Spun
And it was cold.
It had never been cold before,
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on July 14, 2007 at 12:11am — 2 Comments
Look
"Is it him?" Ruby's voice held undisguised eagerness. She tugged at the décolletage of her blouse.
Tulsa stepped back hurriedly from the window, afraid to see what was in her mother's expression.
"Dylan? Oh, I don't know," she hedged, her voice a little too high. "He borrowed the dogs to walk down at the Bay Trail, I don't expect he'll be back for a long while."
"He sure does like to
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on July 9, 2007 at 11:23pm — 4 Comments
The Dreaming Spheres
Fragment of a letter discovered in the possesion of Enos Cinos, on the 23rd of August,Village of Tramck, Hegemony of Ryvensford, the night the orphan Mina disappeared.… ContinueEverything you need to know begins and ends the summer she reached her majority. Fifteen.
We did not expect her to question, when she was told the Warders would come to seer the Stones. We expected her to fear, to heed us, to bind he
Added by TadMack on June 29, 2007 at 9:02pm — 4 Comments
Casual Friday
"Is she out there?"
I rolled back my chair, stretching. "Who?"
"Jeaneen Geli from HR."
I rolled back a little further and swiveled, lazily eyeing the corridor of our beige carpeted habitat. "Nope."
Marcia scurried out of her cubicle and shot across the hall toward the bathroom. Her maroon skirted legs had barely flashed by when I heard Jeaneen's foghorn voice. "Marcia! Marcia, it's Fire D… Continue
Added by TadMack on June 29, 2007 at 7:01pm — 4 Comments
Hush
The bars you see aren't always the ones that matter most.
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In the darkness, the skin seem not to burn as much.
Tonight it was an extension cord, and I can feel the welts crawling up my legs.
The extension cord isn’t bad; he picked up a stick of 2x4 for my sister, and she kept getting up. I don’t h
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on June 16, 2007 at 12:57am — 3 Comments
Sandstone: If
Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand:
Come and see my shini
Added by TadMack on June 11, 2007 at 5:07pm — 4 Comments
Away With the Fairies
I.
“There are fairies at the bottom of the garden,” Mame said suddenly.
Dad guffawed.
“Yes, Mum,” Mom said absently, peering down at her crossword. “Derek, do you wa
… ContinueAdded by TadMack on June 5, 2007 at 1:51am — 7 Comments
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