My phone rings its obnoxious tune, startling us both out of our almost kiss. Fuck my life. I grab it and answer it roughly, I almost crushed in my hand instead. "Hello." I say irritated, maybe sexually frustrated is the real term I should be using. "Detective Spring, sorry if I woke you but there's been a murder that I believe is connect to your case. A M...
"The library is closing in 15 minutes." The young man nodded and rubbed his eyes. It was later than he thought, apparently. This research project was steadily draining away his soul; with every annotation and quote (citations included) his bones felt a little heavier and he lost a bit more will to live. Why had he chosen such an obscure topic? The table (wh...
The party was in full swing. The large house held tons of mingling people who spilled outside in small packs of drinkers and smokers. I had been sitting in a lawn chair most of the evening drinking from a nearby keg on ice. My head was pleasantly heavy and my body vibrated to the pounding beat of music playing inside. "Has anyone seen my wife?" I asked no o...
Chapter 6: Cat's Paw He watched the ancient goddess pace the room like an agitated house cat, but he didn't say a word. It was not such an odd comparison, given the lazy felines strewn across every inch of the Temple of Bast. He didn't bother with the Old Ones, generally. While there wasn't necessarily a war akin to the Old and New gods in the Gaiman-verse...
"Life's a Bitch and Then You Die" A piece of a song from the world's greatest Zombie-Polka Band, "The Widows Bane". It maybe doesn't really apply to this story, but what the hell. If a married man can listen to their songs and not feel a connection, a truth being told, then he's either lying to himself or... lying to himself. ++++++ His name was Bill and...
July 14 is National Nude Day. In honor of this annual celebration of nudity, I wrote a little story. I hope you all can get outside on the 14th and enjoy some fresh air. — Rare Birds and Circumstances So there's this girl, this woman, this smiling vision. She and I have noticed each other three times now, our eyes meeting, each time, for at least a second...
You know, the whole gunners and mines thing? That was bullshit. Fair weather bullshit. Kiwa liked mines in theory. Low ceilings. Poor visibility on both ends. General monster hostility on the whole spectrum of "I feast on human souls." to "Ah, a human!" was low. Monsters in the mines liked to mind their own business, pun intended. They would only attack...
The warmth of sunlight over my bare back and the shrill ringing of my cellphone on my nightstand work in concert to rip me from a deliciously dreamless slumber. My hand shoots out to retrieve it, barely missing the alarm clock and a half empty glass of water left over from the night before. I drag the handset close and squint through bleary eyes at the dis...
'The chemical compound of the equal ratio of sulfur to...' She unmiraculously stopped reading and caring at the same time. She sat up on the bed in her room inside her shared apartment. She looked at her room. If it had been anyone else's room, she would have dismissed them to be some immature college kid. The walls were emblazoned with knick-knacks and band...
At least I didn't have to answer Shane's question until I had contacted Aki. I was nervous about calling him, but I had backed myself into a corner and now had to do something. Maybe he had left Bangkok, or perhaps he wouldn't want to meet me. Worst of all, he would want to meet me again. I left the others and found a quiet spot to make the call. Aki's numb...