blood draw –
two technicians, six tries
one purple bruise
#quikfic 67
Jana’s new boyfriend said that he was the Son of God. She thought a simple test was in order. Three days later, he was still dead.
Quotable 167
Writing well is difficult, but one can always write something. And then, with a lot of work, make it better.
– Thomas Mallon
haiku 279
on a pole
metal sign
too rusty to read
#quikfic 66
All the cookies on the tray were gone, and no one was talking. Amy waited to see if it would be her child or her dog who threw up.
Fiction: Expectations
Artemis looked around the tight canyons of the great city. She was there for a change of pace. There were kinds of hunting here, although not the traditional sort she had always patronized.
She watched as a bus pulled up to its stop and several passengers exited. One man captured her attention, and she watched as he trudged down the sidewalk.
Artemis, goddess of the hunt, knew the terrible look of prey resigned to its fate, and that was the look on this man’s face. He was conventionally handsome and of average height. He wore a dull gray suit and a black tie. Only the despairing look in his eyes distinguished him from the crowd.
“Athena,” she called in her mind. “Do you have a moment?”
The other goddess appeared next to Artemis.
“Look at that man,” Artemis said, pointing down the street. “What has happened to him?”
Athena used her powers of knowledge and wisdom and divined the man’s history. She saw images…
Quotable 166
Inspiration is the great con of art. You want inspiration? Work harder the day before so you know where to start today.
– Richard Kadrey
haiku 278
no anniversary –
August feels
empty
#quikfic 65
I left her sitting there with her tea and her biscotti. I walked away with my half-empty coffee and all my unanswered questions.
Quotable 165
Storytelling trumps beautiful writing every time.
– Lisa Cron