Browsing » November 2009

Gary and the Gift of Gab

That club elf… A goddamn Faeire in an imp-tailored suit, hanging around, looking unnaturally awesome, scooping up virgins, and selling pixie dust to kids too stupid to realize that when someone is offering you something for nothing in a New York City nightclub, it’s always too good to be true. Because if you’re in a [...]

Found in Space

Last week Boing Boing had a contest where they asked for a 100 word flash fiction piece on the topic of Lost in Space. Here’s what I wrote:
The quantum steam that boils off the edge of the event horizon of a black hole holds the potential for everything that ever was or ever will be.
Our [...]

Fearless Freddy Forty-Four

Freddy forty-four is fearless. He runs towards danger, never away, as reckless and as deadly as any creature can be when he has nothing left to lose.
He sees a solider in a nearby yard, the pink hands and head poking out of the drab green fatigues. The enemy runs when he sees him, and Freddy [...]

Utoth Undercover

Utoth covered the clearing in three thundering steps, each one shaking the earth below him. Animals scattered into the nearby forest, and flocks of exotic birds rose into the air. He instinctually tried to eat them as they flew by, his wide jaws snapping at the movement. He was mostly successful, although the tiny morsels [...]

Ethel’s Emissary, Edward

The old man sighed as he opened the leather tube on his saddle and took another look at the “golden” scroll case it contained. When he had left the castle it had been festooned with ribbons and seals, a message of abject groveling and capitulation dressed up like a present. The case had been beaten [...]

Carl’s Clothing (and mustache)

THE HAT
A well-worn, white, panama straw hat. There is a grubby stain near the rim where Carl grabs it when he tips it up and leers at the ladies as they walk by. His eyes never leave their chest.
THE MUSTACHE
Thick and full, it is a salt and pepper caterpillar that rolls and squirms underneath his [...]