“Which door?” the villian shouted. “The lady or the tiger?” The circus animal trainer shrugged; it didn’t make much difference.
Month: January 2014
Fiction: The Old Dog’s New Trick
Aldo lay in his bed, waiting for one of the staff to remember he was still alive. He was thirsty, and he looked longingly at the carafe of water on the nightstand next to the bed. So near, but Aldo’s aged body would no longer let him move to reach for it.
He stared at the light blue carafe until it became the entire world to him. The carafe rose gently from the nightstand and floated into his waiting hands. He wet his shirt in the process, but Aldo poured some of the cool water down his throat. Then he thought about putting the carafe back, and it moved gently through the air to its original spot.
Quotable 186
Fiction shows the external effects of internal conditions. Be aware of the tension between internal and external movement.
– Raymond Carver
haiku 298
chronic fatigue
means dreaming
I’m tired
#quikfic 85
The homesteader saw his new fields. The brochure was right. Where, indeed, would be a better place to raise papayas than Nebraska?
Quotable 185
For your born writer, nothing is so healing as the realization that he has come upon the right word.
– Catherine Drinker Bowen
haiku 297
one cow
contemplates
the next pasture
#quikfic 84
Fred shook his head. “Oh, that garage band. Every day.” He got his phone book to start looking for a different retirement village.
Quotable 184
Fiction is dangerous because it shows you that the world doesn’t have to be like the one you live in.
– Neil Gaiman
haiku 296
coffeehouse –
young couple online
share earbuds