He wanted to call a cab, but this was not allowed. “We do have a car or two around the place,” Ada pointed out. Within seconds of her summons, one of the numerous Silberwetter relatives/employees brought around a modest brown vehicle probably used only for driving past taxpayers. Still in slippers and robe,Continue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 25”
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FICTION FRIDAY: Holiday Good
“Ah, Heinrich! I’m glad you’ve arrived.” “It sounded urgent, Vincent. You have located your creature?” “The reports must be about him: eight feet tall, wearing a lab coat too small for him, and still dragging one of the electrodes that was attached when he broke out of my lab.” “So weContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Holiday Good”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 24
There were still things Matt wanted clarified: tombstones and skulls tumbled in his brain among automatic cameras and the deplorable results in candid photography as a hobby. He picked up a picture he had examined three times by now: Ada, her blackmailer, and a small square wooden stool. The front told him nothingContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 24”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 23
Matt had seen a lot of these poses before, of course. The third of three boys in the family, he could hardly have grown up ignorant of certain pictorial journals. But it was different when they were all performed by the same person, not to mention a person you knew. AND a person whoContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 23”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 22
The snow crunched under, and into, Matt’s shoes. Not knowing the protocol of such things, he had gotten out of the cab and sent it away when he was still a goodly distance from the gate. Seeing an uneasy man approach on foot, the gatekeeper, already disgruntled at being dragged away from Saturday morningContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 22”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter Twenty-One
The first glimmer of sunlight was a great relief to Matt. As long as it was dark, he felt rather obliged to stay in bed and try to sleep. Whenever he dozed off, however, he found himself in the year-end party room full of corpses he had imagined for fictional purposes, except that atContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter Twenty-One”
FICTION FRIDAY: Fae Fashion and Grooming
“Wow! You flattened all seventeen zombies with one blast!” “Yes, Mortal Woman, but I fear this is only the Grim One’s advance party. Now we must move to the inner sanctum of the forest, where I may rebuild my strength.” “Of course, prince, but…while we’re there…there’s something I’ve been meaning to askContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Fae Fashion and Grooming”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 20
Opposite the restroom and the janitor’s closet, in the little side corridor, was an open doorway screened for tonight with a large grey cubicle partition on wheels. At other times, the cozy room beyond might serve to house small gatherings of men and women whose decisions would be blazoned in large black letters inContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 20”
MIDWEEK FICTION: Never a Godmother Around When You Need One
“Ankle ankle ankle ankle ankle….” “Sir? Sir?” “I beg your pardon. I….my brain…I’m sorry. They call it post-traumatic…. What was the question?” “I’m afraid I was being rude, sir, but I DO wish to know what your ANGLE is in applying for a job for which you are clearly overqualified.” Continue reading “MIDWEEK FICTION: Never a Godmother Around When You Need One”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 19
Her eyes flashed with the petulant outrage of a little girl caught in the cookie jar, thinking it very unreasonable of you to have come into the kitchen at that precise moment. Then her eyelids lowered. “Your mother think of that?” “I don’t need all my fingers to count to nine,” MattContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 19”
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