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October 3, 2017
Will We Ever Have The Answer?
It was the worst mass murder in U.S. history. The President and First Lady attended the memorial service. Too many of these events had occurred over the years. The murderer had a history of mental illness. The nation’s strict gun control laws were useless. Improvised bombs planted all over Chicago’s commuter corridors had been timed […]

Published on October 03, 2017 05:04
October 2, 2017
Who Celebrates Murder?
Just as I did previously when registering moral outrage last week, I was tempted to write a short story fictionalizing the horrible events that occurred in Las Vegas less than 24 hours ago (as I write this), but I just couldn’t. Maybe in days to come I will, but it’s too soon for me emotionally. […]

Published on October 02, 2017 14:45
October 1, 2017
Fox Strikes a Bargain
The Fantastic Mr. Fox was pissed. It wasn’t supposed to work out this way. He and his mates were supposed to outwit those three dumb farmers and steal all the food, but when he was raiding Bean’s henhouse, the old boy got the upper hand and caught him in a box trap. Oh, it’s the […]

Published on October 01, 2017 09:11
September 30, 2017
Waiting in Ancienne Medina
He was waiting on a side street in Ancienne Medina. He wanted to go to Rick’s Café but she had other ideas. Even Daniel had to admit that visiting the only Jewish Cemetery in the Arab world was a novelty. She wasn’t looking for novelty, though. She was looking for their older brother. Joel had […]

Published on September 30, 2017 08:45
September 29, 2017
The Night They Burned “The Cat in the Hat”
The older couple held hands and cried at the book burning party. Like everyone else in town, they were compelled by government edict to attend and witness the “liberating” event. Only State approved books were allowed in schools anymore. The State had been collecting those publications deemed “racist,” “sexist,” and every other forbidden “ist” on […]

Published on September 29, 2017 09:46
September 28, 2017
Walking on Fragile Ribbons of Time
Peridot, Arizona – Date Unknown Travis woke up with a tremendous headache. The light was dim. He was laying on his back in what felt like a conventional bed. Was he back home at the Project? He tried to get his eyes to focus. Dim light coming from his right. Shades pulled down over a […]

Published on September 28, 2017 08:43
September 27, 2017
I See You: An Alternate Ending
Allan didn’t need the glasses to read and he didn’t even need them to survive, not anymore. He had written an app so that it accessed the camera on his phone, letting it perform the task of detecting his adversary automatically. He took a seat in the back of the coffee shop where he had […]

Published on September 27, 2017 11:10
Where Did Our Home Go?
How’d we get here? One minute we were fighting an Imp horde and the next we landed here. The demons were experimenting with a portal stone. That’s it. We’re on Earth but it’s not home. I’ve gotten a day job so I can buy food. I push myself through the gap in the gates with the […]

Published on September 27, 2017 05:44
September 26, 2017
I See You
Allan didn’t need the glasses to read but he did need them to survive. He took a seat in the back of the coffee shop where he had a clear view of everyone coming and going. He had ordered the establishment’s trademark latte more to blend in than because he liked it. To the world […]

Published on September 26, 2017 16:32
September 25, 2017
Landon to the Rescue
The 30th Story in the Adventures of the Ambrosial Dragon: A Children’s Fantasy Series The living stuffed animals were beginning to stir. If Buddy didn’t do something soon, they’d wake up to find Landon gone. They’d go looking for him which would let Gramps and Daddy-o know Landon was gone, too. The Ambrosial Dragon had […]

Published on September 25, 2017 17:57