It was gonna be a good day to ride, chumming around with Keith and Tommy. It was really just Keith and me who were good friends, but Tommy had the best truck for doing ice donuts in deserted parking lots. So even though he was a square, we let him come along for transportation reasons. … Continue reading
Meet Daryl, he is a character from the 1990s. I need to know on a scale of 1-10 how detestable he is. Daryl knew what they wanted when he saw that note on his desk. He sat and stared at it for a few minutes. It read: “NANCY SARGENT WOULD LIKE TO SEE YOU.” … Continue reading
This is an old story that I wrote approximately 200 years ago, otherwise known as the 1990s, for a creative writing class that I was taking for credit hours in English lit. Professor I Don’t Remember His Name said that this story “did not bother him that much” but that I leaned much too heavily … Continue reading
Seamus Blackmore fastened his gun holster to his waist and took a deep breath. He was ready. In a few minutes, he would face that yella belly Erath. He reckoned he would win cause he was right. They wasn’t fightin’ over fences or cattle or women. No. The most important thing a man could hang … Continue reading
In case you missed the full story, you can read parts 1 and 2 here: Murder in Mimosa (Part 1) Murder in Mimosa – Part 2 Several miles out in the country, Eli Parker climbed out of the white convertible. He put the car in neutral and rolled it into a drainage ditch. He placed a … Continue reading
“Shhhh! She is right over there…” I avoided Jolene at every opportunity ever since tenth grade when she told Bertha Hopkins that I wrote the story in the school newspaper slamming the guards on the girl’s basketball team for loosing ten straight games in a row. Bertha threatened to catch me and beat me where … Continue reading
This is the first installment of the complete story of which I previously published an excerpt….small town, murder and shenanigans. Deanna Abbott ascended the steps of her white, two-story house. Up she went, one step at a time, deliberate and angry. How dare anyone approach her with right and wrong? It was her life. If … Continue reading
….Outside I continued to contemplate Deanna’s life mess. I decided she would just have to listen to reason. Her sordid activities were ruining an old family name. I waited, she did not appear. Since nobody in Mimosa finds it necessary to lock doors, I let myself in as I had done many times before. I … Continue reading
It was nine o’clock in the morning when my phone rang. It was Aunt Gigi. “Jimmy Honey, Hello,” she said. “Aunt Gigi?” I asked. It had been a late night because the Band and I had played the Starlight Club. I had a lousy bass player who would not schlep gear so it was just … Continue reading
From Ascension Falling The next thing I heard was a “WHRRRaw” like something stretching, then a “THUD” as it hit the side of the tractor cab. Next thing I knew, Ascension was right there with me and we were facing old man Vince. “No you woreee, we get fixed,” said Ascension in broken English. … Continue reading
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