The corridor was dark and lacked directional signs. Matt mistook his course, bouncing off the left wall first, and then the right. They were covered in some sort of vinyl, so he failed to hurt himself until, on his fourth bounce, he hit a good, solid wall. “Come in here this instant, young man!” orderedContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 31”
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LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 30
An assortment of body odors wafted around the large hexagonal lounge. An assortment of bodies contributed to this. Matt couldn’t tell how many: the room was dim, despite a scattering of floor lamps, while the mirrors scattered among the paneling didn’t help. He didn’t especially feel a need for more light. What he sawContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 30”
MIDWEEK FICTION: The Pumpkin That Wouldn’t Be Spiced
His name was Robin, because all of the pumpkins in the patch were named after things they saw around them. Robin grew in the same row as Sparrow, Clover, Crow, Mouse, Sunshine, and Man With Big Boots. They all grew in a patch behind a castle, and were well taken care of until autumn cameContinue reading “MIDWEEK FICTION: The Pumpkin That Wouldn’t Be Spiced”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 29
Before Matt could decide whether it would be worse for the elevator to get stuck for six to eight hours or just crash to the bottom, ending all suspense, they had reached the lobby. Ada. Who had spent the trip considering her ponytail in the mirrored walls of the car, glanced at his glowerContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 29”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER. Chapter 28
Ada Silberwetter had obviously dressed in a hurry. Her hair was caught up behind in a ponytail and the soft pink knit pantsuit she wore was nearly decent. It was perhaps a touch too tight; the top was straining against the row of little plastic chains that held it together in front, but forContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER. Chapter 28”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 27
Matt was still worrying about it when he reached the bus stop. “It’s not that I don’t want to eat with you,” he said to himself and/or Carleton Nairn. “But I have an appointment.” People eased out of the bus shelter as he walked in. They did not hurry, nor did they dawdle. Continue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 27”
FICTION FRIDAY: There and Back Again
“This is the shop with the magic devices and legendary weapons for heroes of quests?” “I don’t insist on heroes, sir. Just customers.” “You would give magic weapons to a grim lord of evil?” “No, sir, Sell them.” “Well, that’s your business. Do you have time travel rings?” “Well,Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: There and Back Again”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 26
A gust of wind tried to blast a hole through the back of Matt’s coat as he pushed along, perusing animated displays in the store windows. He was moving the wrong direction; the story of the windows progressed from north to south. But he was nowhere near close enough to see the activity wellContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 26”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 25
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”
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”
