Dressed in his festive orange attire, Niles Davenport follows the jackbooted, uniformed police officer down the boisterous hallway en route to his new weekend digs. His mind reels as he notices the thick gray metal bars that keep the current… Continue Reading
I sit at my desk and stare at the directory in front of me, its physical weight like some joke from the past, an analog nightmare that seems almost ironic next to the smart phone that I’m using to scan… Continue Reading
Niles Dansforth got the notice at lunch. As of tomorrow he was to join the millions of dedicated Americans on the Dole. He was being laid off. Permanently. His career at Dynamicolor Broadcasting Corporation was prematurely ejected. Two and a… Continue Reading
Emily, Martha and the other three from the boost crew got out of van for the fourth time this morning. They were at a CVS parking lot. Martha looked at her sister, “All I said was I wanted to join… Continue Reading
Solemnly, the seven little lawyers looked down at her. Even comatose in her hospital bed, she was so beautiful — her skin, white as snow; her lips, red as blood; her hair, black as ebony. “Who are we meeting with,”… Continue Reading
The inhabitants of Rainbow Sparkly Happy Fairy Valley woke up one morning to find a most unusual visitor had arrived during the night. “Brrraaaains…” their new friend said. Twiggly the unicorn whispered to Jub-Jub the fairy, “I don’t ever like… Continue Reading
My Aunt Eleanor, up in the Riverdale section of the Bronx, is a funny woman. Not funny ha-ha, but whimsical. Uncle Samuel sold stationery supplies to dealers all over the eastern U.S. Eleanor said he was on the road so… Continue Reading
It was a night for a warm fire and a good drink of whiskey. Instead there was a rapping at my door. By the sound of it, someone was banging away with a proper walking stick. I pumped up a… Continue Reading
“Ed Lowercase? Private detective? There’s something you can do for me…” When I first heard that honey-trap voice, I could have said I was busy. However, as the voice came from a tall blonde in a low-cut tight dress leaning… Continue Reading
“I’m not using it to tow penguins to the moon,” was all Dave ever said about the contraption he was making in the shed. He was not a talkative chap, Dave. He worked as a surly shop-assistant in McTavish’s fish… Continue Reading