"It was later that evening, Madame Bentley had come and gone and Passepartout was alone in Fogg's quarters. "Faith," muttered Passepartout, somewhat flurried, "I've seen people at Madame Tussaud's as lively as my new master!" Madame Tussaud's "people," let it be said, are of wax, and are much visited in London; speech is all that is wanting to make them h...
My name is Thomas O'Malley, and YES, I've heard EVERY variation of EVERY 'Aristocats' joke you can THINK of, so save it! I grew up in Boston, one among many Irish Catholic families in that town until I was 21 years old. It's two months before my 22nd birthday there's an insistent knock on my door. "Who is it?" I call. "Hello? My name is Ma...
(Author's note: This story is in fact complete nonsense and I don't know any of the characters in person. I also do not wish to belittle Wikileaks or Julian Assange in any way, as I do admire his cause. This is simply a bit of Christmas fun, not to be taken seriously.) DOCUMENT FROM THE NORTH POLE EMBASSY VZCZCXRO1234 RR DASHER DANCER PRANCER VIXEN COMET C...
Lady Ambrosia Wentworth wrung her glove-covered hands in a pure sign of nervousness. Michael Flanagan left her town house after another vigorous bout of lovemaking and gave her no indication of if he was going to turn her in or not. He simply said, "Trust me" and that was that. She purred low in her throat as she gloried in those moments of intense lovemaki...
© 2002 Patrick Flanagan Permission to copy or reprint for distribution without charge is granted. All other rights reserved to the Author. # # # In September of 1990 I was managing a small restaurant in a small town and the majority of my crew was no more than twenty years old. I was a married man at the time and while my wife had been an incredible love...
The dwellers in Saville Row would have been surprised the next day, if they had been told that Phileas Fogg had returned home. His doors and windows were still closed, no appearance of change was visible. After leaving the station, Mr. Fogg gave Passepartout instructions to purchase some provisions, and quietly went to his domicile. He bore his misfortune...
Everything was on the line. It was 11:29 pm, and the executives at ABS were profoundly nervous. The debut edition of their live comedy program, "Rough Sketch," would hit the airwaves in just one minute, and the suits feared a disaster. "Rough Sketch" was ABS's effort to go head-to-head against "Saturday Night Live," and the trade magazines thought the idea...
My wife and I had made friends with Christie and her mom about four years ago. Christie was only sixteen and still in high school when her parents divorced and it was kind of rough on her. My wife and I took Christie under our wing and 'adopted' her as the daughter we never had. Two years ago Christie moved on to a college in California and, again, my wife...
Josh & Jolie were both 24 year-old newlyweds who had moved in next to my house this last summer. They were a welcome change from the previous owners (assholes!) and I went out of my way to make them feel welcomed to the neighborhood. I helped Josh work on his car and Josh rewarded me with tales of his times with his scandalously beautiful, red-haired wife. J...
[Author's Note: So this is a collaboration effort between myself and SophieM98. It's her first story, so be nice! Constructive criticism only. The story is set in a city in decay, no name yet, and the genre is crime, angling for a film noir style. The first scene is written by me. Every time you see the * * * the author will swap. Best read with a musical...