The eyes sparkled. The impudent little chin came down. “Boo!” said Mrs. Silberwetter. Matt took a step back. Mrs. Silberwetter started forward and Matt took five giant steps back. A slow, deep smile rolled across the woman’s rosy face. Every millimeter of exposed tooth brightened the room sixteen candlepower. Eyelashes that shouldContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 5”
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LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 4
The rest of the day passed without incident, aside from the tantrum Walter Prince threw on learning Matt has assumed the authority to unlock Watanabe’s cubicle and present it to Carleton Nairn. In the beginning, Matt had suffered terrific anxiety over such explosions, but by now he couldn’t even work up a sweat. HeContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 4”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 3
Matt stood up and put out a hand. “Um,” he said. “How do you do?” “Er, good morning,” said Carleton Nairna little taken aback, as were most people, by just how much of Matt there was. Matt had heard of Carleton Nairn. Everyone in the city had heard of Carleton Nairn. TheContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 3”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 2
The skull, taken simply as a skull, was unobjectionable: clean and white, displayed on a black tablecloth for better contrast. Matt had seen photographs of skulls before: his mother owned at least a dozen such photos. Before committing murders (to paper), she liked to look at a few pictures to put her in theContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 2”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chap. 1
Sunlight rolled across the tawny, intermittently furred body of the cave girl. Her chin was up, her face turned away from the sun, and a bright red lower lip stuck out in an imperious pout. Matt turned the page. He reached for the diet Dr. Pepper that he always kept on hand whileContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chap. 1”
Women of Mystery
I sometimes come to you, my army of readers, when I am confused by a postcard. This is done on the theory that everyone across the Interwebs has information, or at least an opinion. When some point in a joke or a picture has me puzzled, I bring my troubles to you, and notContinue reading “Women of Mystery”
Fiction Friday: The case of the Purloined Penguins
“Well, Lieutenant?” “Nothing, Captain. Not a single break in the Cotner Case.” “Only a matter of time, Lieutenant. Continue to monitor Facebook, and keep your staff on Twitter, TikTok, and YouTube. Something could be posted at any time.” “Can do, Captain. But, er…”. “But what, Lieutenant?” “Wilson had anContinue reading “Fiction Friday: The case of the Purloined Penguins”
FICTION FRIDAY: The Matter of the Bloodstained Bagpipes
“Well. Lieutenant?” “The story checks out, sir. That was definitely William D. Orcutt walking into the bar and not coming out again.” “Three weeks after he was murdered. A week after his burial. And how was he dressed?” “Just like the rest, sir, down to the dirk and sporran.” “That’s eightContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: The Matter of the Bloodstained Bagpipes”