It was a dark and stormy night. The wind was high, he didn’t pay it any mind. He had his boots on and he walked on down the hallway. He came to a door and he stepped outside. It was a stormy Monday. He knew Tuesday would be just as…Continue reading→
Everything!
In Chronological Order
Ecks and Vi
Ecks was lonely, they said. Ecks didn’t think so. He was always busy, doing something that most people thought was doing nothing. Jay Ecks was 42 and single and this made people click their tongue and make sympathetic noises. In their book, loneliness, or being alone, was not a desirable…Continue reading→
How to bear a bear
This is triggered by someone else’s memory. Usually, as you are well aware by now, it is triggered by one of my own memories. However, every once in a while I see a passing bit of text passing before my tired old eyes and “I say, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey,…Continue reading→
Right Hand Man – Chapter 6
“Where to, Chief? Back to HQ?” Goon grunted. Fatty slipped in the clutch and pulled out of his parking slot outside the tiny coffee shop. Goon wiggled to make himself comfortable in his seat. Fatty gave him a sidelong glance. “So what really happened, Chief?” “What?” “Inspector Jenks. You know…Continue reading→
Right Hand Man – Chapter 5
Goon and Fatty exchanged glances. There was a moment of silence before Goon cleared his throat. “Would you please explain, Mrs. Miller? What makes you think someone is trying to kill you?”, he asked. “It’s quite obvious, isn’t it”, said the old lady, “why else would I find a skateboard…Continue reading→
Iris
< An edition of this story first appeared in Unbound EMagazine. > Andrew Quinn had spent 8 years writing. Burned out from playing corporate games, Andrew had turned off, tuned out, and then dropped out. He was 48 years old with a receding forehead, an aquiline nose and curls greying at…Continue reading→
Insidious Sunshine
< An edition of this story first appeared in The Telegram Magazine – https://www.magzter.com/IN/Talking-Books-in-Delhi/Telegram/Fiction/215124 > In the car, he was unusually silent and if Sushil Deka was silent, then, the situation was serious. I had expected that. It’s not everyday that a man learns that his wife is in a sexual…Continue reading→
Punjabi in Paris – Lazy Le Mans
Le Mans Ok, at the outset, I must explain that it is I who was ( and is ) lazy, not the city of Le Mans. How lazy? Well, consider that I made this trip in 2014 in the month of June. Consider also, that I am writing this sentence…
Recipe: Coriander Bottle Gourd
You’re probably wondering, aren’t you, what a bottle gourd is. Oh, you want to know what coriander is too? How about mint? Let me tell you a little bit of what I did today. I woke up late from partying late the night before. Syntia made coffee. You don’t know…Continue reading→
The SloWord Interview
Well, it’s new. This blog has moved here to its permanent residence, after nearly ten years of living under a temporary shelter. Vee hopes you are loving ze purple tinge!! To celebrate and implement this change we took SloWord aside and gave him ( them? ) the fifth degree. Yes,…Continue reading→
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