Negotiating with an evil spirit is no joke. Not from the human side, anyway. The spirit stopped even attempting to hide its snickers as I went through the arduous and occasionally embarrassing ritual to make my request. But at last I had it: one hour in my hometown fifty years to the momentContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Link to the Past”
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MIDWEEK FICTION: Get-Together
“How are we doing? Turkey’s started, cranberries cooling….” “ Ma! Uncle Burt says he’s coming after all.” “Okay, we’ll get one more blueberry pie out of the freezer, then.” “That’s easy. Oh, for…. He’ll have Aunt Alyxxa with him, won’t he?” “I suppose so. Just remember, when she asks youContinue reading “MIDWEEK FICTION: Get-Together”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Creston and the Crown, Pt. 2
Stug’s eyes went all round, and nearly rolled down his pale cheeks at the sight of Creston putting the big jeweled hat on. It just sat on top of Creston’s head, being the type of crown that wasn’t designed to come down over the ears. “Hmmmm,” said Creston, “I guess I’ll have toContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Creston and the Crown, Pt. 2”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Creston and the Crown, Pt. 1
There once lived a king named Nestofar. Like most of the kings who ever lived, he died. Nestofar had known for some time that he was dying. He had, however, passed no kingly wisdom on to the person who would succeed him, partly because Nestofar never had much kingly wisdom in the firstContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Creston and the Crown, Pt. 1”
FRIDAY FRIGHTFUL FICTION: Scrabbling By
“Yow!” “You the varmint who wanted an interview?” “You mean you’re one of the….” “Spooky Scary Skeletons? That’s me.” “But you’re….” “Dead? And you’re a smart little reporter. We gonna do this or not?” “Let me grab my notepad. So you had to die to be a spookyContinue reading “FRIDAY FRIGHTFUL FICTION: Scrabbling By”
WEIRD WEDNESDAY FICTION: Ex Libris
“Good afternoon, sir.” “Good afternoon. I came to ask about that book I dropped off. The one with the curse on it? Or that’s what I thought.” “Yes, sir. I was able to work out Abigail Bergoo’s handwriting. And it IS a curse.” “Is it just another one of those cursesContinue reading “WEIRD WEDNESDAY FICTION: Ex Libris”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Big Princess, pt. 2
Drewvia stopped and licked her lips. Then she whispered, “Here, kitty, kitty.” The tiger now stopped and licked its own lips. “Good kitty,” said Drewvia, a little more loudly. “Come on. Don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you.” The tiger frowned. “Dear little kitty,” said the princess. “I like kitties. I won’tContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Big Princess, pt. 2”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Big Princess, Pt. 1
The land of Costren was a pretty nice place to live, except for the giant. There’s always something. The giant, a hungry, hairy figure of a man eight times as tall as a tree, used to come around to Costren for his lunch every day, with the result that a family or twoContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Big Princess, Pt. 1”
FICTION FRIDAY: Sweet Fighter
“I am impressed, Dr. Van Helsing. You are the last person I would have expected to decorate his house so thoroughly for Halloween trick-or-treaters.” “At this time of year, the curtain between worlds is at its thinnest. If I can lure the demonic monsters here, I can avoid having them attack innocent partygoers.”Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Sweet Fighter”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Five Hairy Princesses, Pt. 2
There didn’t seem to be any walls or floor here: only darkness. King Basso didn’t like to think what might be hiding in the dark, so he walked close behind the princesses, who were shimmering just a little, just enough to be seen. “Of course,” he said to himself, “If I can’t seeContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Five Hairy Princesses, Pt. 2”
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