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Weekly Contest #371
Working the night shift at the Khaleel’s Suds-to-Duds provided a paycheck, and that’s about it. Not that the job didn’t have benefits. It did. Kind of. They amounted to a hill of beans. With no sauce. Served lukewarm. But it came with unlimited laundry time, and a beer. Or two. Seven?Could I have done better? Sure. I’m in my fifties, and I’ve got the education—which I’ll be paying for until the day I die regardless of the paycheck—a lifetime of experience, and I’m not completely devoid of skills. Or charm. But, hey, I’m a card-carrying membe...
Weekly Contest #347
“Are you familiar with a Faraday cage?”She looked at me from under eyebrows so blonde they might as well have been transparent and stopped slurping from her milkshake. “That’s an odd question to be asking a lady on a blind date.”I sat back in my chair, stunned. She was right. I’d become so focused on my project that I’d forgotten how to be good company. “I’m sorry. You’re right. That was an odd opener.”She smiled and licked a smear of pink ice cream from her lips. “Don’t stop on my account. I think I’d rather hear about your cages than liste...
Weekly Contest #339
“I was just getting donuts and coffees for the office, minding my own business, when that bicycle courier almost clipped my mirror when I was trying to get out, and then that armored truck, my God! I could have been killed.”She’d been going on like this for nearly seven breathless minutes—an endless stream of near misses and imagined insults. A small part of me wanted to comfort her. I also wanted to slap the affronted look right off her face. I settled for widening my smile and nodding. Time didn’t matter, and I didn’t mind waiting, though ...
Weekly Contest #338
I stepped into the cool, cavernous space and blinked as my eyes adjusted from the bright July day to the dusty amber light within. To my right, people sat hunched over books and papers at tables with green-shaded lights. Beyond them, double-sided bookcases marched into the distance as far as my eye could see. On my left, an older woman dressed with Victorian precision in a drab brown skirt-suit, the frills from her cream-colored blouse spilling from the jacket, was stacking books on a wooden cart behind a marble counter. I approached her, w...
Weekly Contest #337
The clarity of the call amazed me. I hadn’t been sure the connection would work, but there she was, positively beaming from the screen.“I’m so proud of you, Ronnie,” she said. “But I miss you.”“I miss you, too, honey. And the kids. How are they doing?”“Well, Molly’s front tooth came out all by itself. She was so afraid I was going to take her to the dentist.”“Is the Tooth Fairy going to be generous?”“You better believe it. And Kyle got the lead in the play. He’s so proud. Offered to give me his autograph yesterday.”“Hey, now.” I laughed. “Ta...
Weekly Contest #333
Trigger warning: Mild thematic restraint and gore. The alarm played the most annoying song I had ever heard, and I silenced it with a tap on the mouse pad. The clock on the wall confirmed it, and the grandfather in the living room paused its steady ticking to chime four times. When writing, time evaporated like so many dreams or nightmares, and 4 pm was my afternoon “wake-up.” I grabbed my empty water glass and stood.Standing created a cacophony of creaks, groans, and clicks; I wasn’t sure whether it was all me, as I tended to stiffen up if...
Weekly Contest #332
Content warning: Story contains some profanity The sky looked like an old bruise laced with veins of fire, and the rumble of thunder grew steadily closer. I had begun to look for any kind of shelter in the sage-dotted hills miles ago, but I had seen nothing. This truly was a desolate country, and I was stuck in the middle of it. With fingers crossed, I headed to the next rise. Rise? My brain was making mountains out of molehills. The landscape was flat with “hills” not much more than hummocks I couldn’t see over, and “valleys” that were ...
Weekly Contest #331
Warning: Story contains some profanity. I wasn't trying to be an asshole. It's not like I went out of my way to spoil anyone's fun. But I was through celebrating all these damn holidays. Every one of them was just another excuse to sucker a man's wallet. If the bankers and postal carriers weren't taking the day off, then I'd have to endure tacky displays of plastic crap everywhere I looked. And I didn't even want to think about the ass-widening, tooth-rotting piles of garbage the stores pushed on everyone. Besides, the livestock weren't go...
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