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Weekly Contest #327
The air had a metallic sting to it tonight; the fog rolling in from the coast, slow and thick, tasting like salt and smog, a sensation unique to Los Angeles. I feel all the pulsation, smell all the smells of the city as we move in tandem, the pavement humming with damp energy under my feet. The pull between me and Jimmy gets stronger when there’s fog. He had a hurried stride tonight, lost in thought and tunes, his earbuds flashing dimly while we hurried along, he always walks fast when he’s thinking too much, feeling a funny vibe. “C’mon,...
Weekly Contest #321
It was another Friday and the four of us hopped on GTA at 4. Always 4. Had to get situated by 4:20 and smoke together in one of our respective penthouses. Been that way since college. It’s our tradition: A bottle of cheap vodka and a chaser next to a fluffy bowl of ganja packed in our respective bongs while we virtually clinked glasses and drank them in reality. We got on the party chat at exactly 4pm and Gloria was the first to break the silence. “You guys I can’t even.” “You always say that.” I said. “Yea but doesn’t change the fact t...
Weekly Contest #315
The Travel Logs of Mandy BowenAugust 8th 5:30pm We have finally arrived! The Dirty 30 birthday crew (including Me, Mikey, Maggie, Casey and Kaye) just pulled into the lake house we will be using this weekend to celebrate my birthday WOOT! This cabin is great, it’s a rustic two story that reminds me of Nana and Papas cabin back in Wisconsin, hand built with the surrounding trees (replanted of course, there’s plenty of nice shade for us and the birds and squirrels). There’s a high-powered telescope in the living room, perfect to watch the luna...
Weekly Contest #312
INT. TORIS GARAGE HOME LAB-DAY It’s a quiet afternoon in Tori’s home lab, a semi-organized clutter of computers and other technical equipment, books, food and Funkos, amongst other office lab materials. A young woman with disheveled brown hair streaked with a reddish pink adjusts her glasses and lights a joint with a pink lighter. A handsome slender android sits aside her on a stool, while they both take in the ambience in the room, the lights of her various screens and speakers glittering in an almost strobe effect as a jazzy disco pop com...
Weekly Contest #272
That’s the thing about this city, a beautiful cacophony of junkies and starlets, misfits and artists. Full of gods and monsters, angels and demons, the normal and strange. As an aspiring journalism student, it was my deal to what it was really about, what lie beneath the shiny gold surface. And that was my next assignment; Devin Bohmer, an infamous vampire underlord, allegedly anyway. Eternally on the edge of 17, growing an empire from the g...
Weekly Contest #232
The dim twilight looked eerily mesmerizing as Johana gazed out at the frosty horizon, pulling her parka tighter. It had to be subzero as it was the heart of winter in the arctic region of Sweden, in her mother’s small Elven hometown of Nowheresville as far as she was concerned. She could see why she wanted to move to the states with her dad, get out of this town of seemingly eternal night, at least this time of year, but it legit made her SAD, or at least feel like she had seasonal affective disorder. It was a stark contrast to her hometown ...
Weekly Contest #229
I was feeling the holiday vibes listening to a bad Christmas music playlist in my room while I picked out a nice outfit to wear to the Orders Yule party (aka ‘OOM’ aka ‘Order of Merlin, the Magi’, whatever have you). I was excited since this was my second party with my newfound friends since I moved to the West Coast (the first being the Samhain celebration aka Halloween) I settled on a white dress shirt and red knit Christmas vest over black leggings and my most festive shimmering combat boots before the gang picked me up at a quarter to 5 ...
Weekly Contest #221
It was a calm, dark night, calm before the storm as they say, which was reported for that evening, which also happened to be Halloween. The clouds hung thick in the air of the Hollywood cemetery as Colin, Stefi and Jimmy walked through, passing beautiful mausoleums and weeping angels. Colin took a deep breath. “I love the smell of stormy night.” “I love that white hue of the moon peeking through even though its half hid by these clouds.” Stefi admired the reflection in the pool of water nearby. “It is nice...
Weekly Contest #206
He opened his eyes, awaking in a short gasp. He looked around his room; same old clothes scattered around, Bowie posters, his PS5 perfectly in place on his dresser next to his snake Sybil. Not running around a dead winter forest covered in haze, chasing a silver fox then losing it in said haze, a man in white hunting camo point-blanking a Remington at him and then he was here. He felt his pulse quake, but he shook it off. He had shit to do. Like going to school where between classes and study breaks, he'd tell others wha...
Weekly Contest #185
Jane spent her Friday night in front of the screen doing side missions for her newest game Badlands. She particularly grew annoyed with the current one, where you had to take out a horde of nomadic zombies just to retrieve some canned beans for some rando NPCs for another basic side quest. She wanted to throw the controller against the wall when the screen flashed DEFEATED, but they weren't exactly cheap and she already had to replace her first one. She just bit her lip in frustration and continued, what else was there to do...
Weekly Contest #110
"There’s always enough time to stop and smell the roses.” I said to myself smelling a fat sherbet color rose. I was watering my rose garden on another Sunny Sunday in Silicone Valley Suburbia (of course this isn’t the real name but due to the high volume of people equipped with silicone parts it seemed fitting to me). Although I can’t make too much fun, I have my own pal made of silicone, his name ADAM, that I built with my own two hands and one big brain coming by years of inspiration from too many sci-fi movies and ...
Weekly Contest #99
The sun was dipping below the palm tree dotted horizon of Rosecrans, fiery orange and red like the end of my cigarette. I tapped it the wall behind me and grabbed my 40oz taking a swig before my buddy Colin practically snatched it from my mouth. “Dude!” He took a swig and hand it back to me grinning. “’Bout to make a speech.” “Like a toast?” “Of sorts.” Then he kicked a beer crate center stage of the patio and swiped another beer off the nearby table and lift it to the air. “Hey!” My other buddy Lamar said. Must’v...
Weekly Contest #75
So, this is my attempt at a realistic resolution list (based on a true story built by a millennial in 2020) Here I have made a compilation of my top things I need to change or improve on this year. I try to stray from being like everyone else (you know, making a list of realistic resolutions ala ‘new year new you’ deal, ima juice and work out all day everyday sort of thing. it never works) anywho, here’s what I came up with Building up that CONFIDENCE Consisting of getting back in the socia...
Weekly Contest #63
Tonight's the night; The sun went down over the horizon, red rays peeking through the pine trees and quiet cookie cutter houses that surrounded my lake. It was a peaceful neighborhood and we were well fed by the friendly hipsters in flannels and Ugg boots. But the scarves started to show up despite the increasingly warmer, sunnier days into this season but the nights were chilly enough for that to be my cue to fly south for the season.I joined with my crew out in the middle of the lake to see what our travel plans were as of current. "...
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