Plot exists so the character can discover what he is really like, forcing the character to choice and action.
– John Gardner
Month: July 2013
haiku 274
thunderstorm –
other side of city
battered
#quikfic 61
Only the owls spoke to her, but just of mice they had eaten and trees they had known, and she was still alone and not comforted.
Fiction: A Bone to Pick
I thought about helping.
The day after the big thunderstorm tore through the city, I went to work as always. Police cars were all over the place, and so was a bunch of shredded insulation, and the company’s roof. Yellow police tape kept me out of the parking lot, so I found a spot up the block and walked down.
I sidled up to Kevin. “Nice of Pankhurst to let us know about this.”
“Sure was. Otherwise we might have wasted our time and come down here today.”
“That roof has looked better.”
“The roof isn’t the interesting thing,” Kevin said. “All these cops wouldn’t be here just for a roof being off. There are roofs off all over the city.”
“So why are they here?”
Quotable 161
Imagination is like a muscle. I found out that the more I wrote, the bigger it got.
– Philip Jose Farmer
haiku 273
metal awnings –
gentle rain
sounds like hail
#quikfic 60
After killing all but one of my enemies, there was a single bullet left. Now I had to decide whether he would get it, or I would.
Quotable 160
Don’t expect the puppets of your mind to become the people of your story. If they are not realities in your own mind, there is no mysterious alchemy in ink and paper that will turn wooden figures into flesh and blood.
– Leslie Gordon Barnard
haiku 272
afternoon TV –
looking up actors
we don’t recognize
#quikfic 59
“Ghosts aren’t real,” Roni said. Her mother’s spirit smiled. “Don’t be difficult. I came a long way to wish you a happy birthday.”