Posts Tagged as ‘Short Stack’

Published on June th, 2011

It’s been I don’t know how many years and I’m still fooling myself that I could be a writer.  I’ve »

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Published on April th, 2011

“That’s it,” Mercury said.  “The flying cars have failed us.  Talking screens have enveloped on themselves.  We’re spoiled.  There’s no »

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Published on January th, 2011

Debbie walks from one end of the bar and approaches the two men seated.  She wipes the counter for the »

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Published on December th, 2010

Daryl is still waking up as he walks the aisles and picks up trash. He straightens shelves and scratches the »

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Published on November th, 2010

Sam knocked on the door to apartment 54 three times and took a step back.  As he waited a young »

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Published on November rd, 2010

I’m excited that it’s already October. The smells outside have changed. The temperature has dropped. The mornings remind me of »

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Published on October th, 2010

Troy sat down with a bagel and a cup of coffee and took a bite out of the bagel.  It »

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Published on October th, 2010

At one o’clock I typed my employee number and took several deep breaths.  “Another eight hours of your life–no big »

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Published on October th, 2010

The TV was on some show that had been canceled but that didn’t really matter.  The beauty of this day »

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Published on September th, 2010

In the far corner of town you’ll find a diner on the other side of the overpass called Lori’s.  It’s »

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Published on September th, 2010

The house was more inset from the street than any other house on the lot.  Jim would have missed it »

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Published on September th, 2010

He was tired. Smearing a mosquito across his cheek, he clenched his teeth and swallowed. The evening fog »

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Published on September th, 2010

Lucy had run out of finger nails. All of them were chewed to within inches of the cuticle; reduced to »

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Published on September th, 2010

The glass shattered and the window rained down and collected on the green and beige tile floor. Dale sipped his »

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Published on September th, 2010

Don was fired from the warehouse.  I think it happened too fast for him to let it register.  Everyone was »

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Published on September th, 2010

Tell us a little bit about yourself. It’s the question I wait for all interview. Tell us a little bit »

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Published on September nd, 2010

“Alright!  Which one of you butt-fucking monkeys want it first?”  They all turned and there was this old man standing »

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Published on August th, 2010

The Chief of Police popped on his desk lamp and pulled out his chair. It was one of those great »

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Published on August th, 2010

The buildings burned and the flames slithered inside of black smoke.  It all danced as it formed thick tufts that »

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Published on August nd, 2010

The alarm again.  Another reminder you’re a slave to something. Steve rolls over and searches in the dark for his »

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