Posted on August 31, 2008 by MJ Twain
Angela loathed the lunch room. It was anything but lively. Some of the homes where she used to volunteer had daily chatter. Not so in the Happy Dale Happy Senior Residential Home. Community gatherings of any sort were grim. HDHSRH had a high mortality rate due to the makeup of its population.
It was the place [...]
Filed under: SS-Love Story | Tagged: aging, angela, children, debutante, depression, fiction, flame, geriatrics, happypants, kids, love, love story, lunch room, nursing home, old age, pregnancy, reed cripe, short story, wheelchair, writing | Leave a Comment »
Posted on August 30, 2008 by MJ Twain
This story is very, very rough, and the ending is weak. Still, there’s something I like about it. I plan to revisit it in the near future. Don’t be surprised to see it used as a Story Page. What’s a “Story Page”? As of today, they don’t exist, but they will. I’m going to take [...]
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Posted on August 29, 2008 by MJ Twain
Angela stared at the ceiling. Dead bugs dotted the light fixture above her bed. A spider busily scampered along the glass lip. She had never tolerated it of any lamp in her home. When she grew frail, she had hired a girl to clean the house for her.
“Mrs. Gordon?”
A chipper nurse entered the room. Angela [...]
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Posted on August 27, 2008 by MJ Twain
Kevin caught up to Mindy at home. For all his super speed, her magic was faster. He found her in her basement retreat. She worked over a table of esoteric items, gathering this and that to mix with the other.
“Sorry I couldn’t wait,” she said when he arrived. “I don’t have much time before this [...]
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Posted on August 25, 2008 by MJ Twain
All the known Artifacts were held in a series of warded catacombs. Among their other duties, the Lords and Ladies of magical society were charged with guarding Artifacts from unscrupulous magicians.
Captain Awe and Sorceress Min arrived in the Scottish Highlands to request access to the Globe, an Artifact passed down through several hundred generations of [...]
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Posted on August 24, 2008 by MJ Twain
“You can come after me, or you can save a few citizens of your beloved Metro City,” The Mage crowed. “What’s your pleasure, hero?”
The Mage had stranded more than twenty people upside down on a roller coaster, where he’d set a magical acid drip to corrode the steel track. Captain Awe flew to [...]
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Posted on August 23, 2008 by MJ Twain
The hotel was closed.
“But I made reservations. How can they be shut down?”
“You made them online?” Amanda asked.
“Well yeah, but…”
“I guess it’s possible their computers haven’t been updated.” She reached over from the passenger seat and patted him on the thigh. “This was a sweet idea, and I’m happy that you went to all the [...]
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Posted on August 23, 2008 by MJ Twain
The first inning didn’t go well.
Riley walked the first better, gave up a base hit, and allowed a steal. The crowd that had gone wild in welcoming her back grew restless. Knights fans were both the best and worst in all of baseball. They could idolize you one day and demonize you the next. Riley [...]
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Posted on August 22, 2008 by MJ Twain
Riley’s first game back with the Knights was the third Sunday that August. The Knights were chasing Denver for the Wild Card slot. If they were very lucky, they had a chance to capture the division lead.
She had a case of the nerves like she hadn’t felt in years. Her change up, slider, and fastball [...]
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Posted on August 21, 2008 by MJ Twain
“I keep wondering in what direction information technology will go. The Internet’s development was genius. Before the day we all went online, who could have imagined that some day we’d all be able to pull information from thin air? Well, who beside me?”
The crowd chuckles in response to the disembodied voice. John Doe’s reputation as [...]
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