The Martian Babies “Xaxon, you space hound! How have you been?” The hail came from behind Xaxon Broxes and he turned. “Javnon Pequent?” Xaxon blurted. “Is that really you?” Javnon strode up, his lemon-yellow ship-knits clashing horribly with his shock … Continue reading →
Succession Tik-tik shivered and ruffled his fur in a wave from his whiskers to his tail. He sneezed. Rain again. Four suns of the stuff! He started forward again and stepped through a patch of dead leaves into yet another … Continue reading →
My Thursday Thirteen… 13 Websites I Can’t Live Without1 – Google ToolbarA search box for your web browser. I use this so often, it’s strange if I sit down at a computer that doesn’t have one! 2 – Arts and … Continue reading →
Jerome stepped onto the long wooden walkway leading up from the stables all the way to the new Main House three levels above. Miguel and Juanito had worked all summer to finish it; the last planks had been laid two … Continue reading →
See other entries here:Morgan Le Fey Three screen names that you’ve hadRogdai, A. Catherine Noon, Amanda Three things you like about yourselfMy eyes, my sense of humor, my creativity Three things you don’t like about yourselfMy nose, my tum tum, … Continue reading →
“Clear the chamber!” Boris shouted, and again in Russian. “Now!” Two more crashes came from the boiler and a gout of flame burst from the side opposite the door. “All clear, Boria. But Larisa and the others – they’re still … Continue reading →
It was July twelfth. She checked her watch again. She’d gotten it as a gift from the staff at the hospital, it had a large digital face and showed the time and the date. The cab let her off on … Continue reading →
This story is my entry for the March Flash Fiction Carnival. The theme is “Letters/Numerals.” I hope you enjoy! ====================================== “How abecedarian,” Marjorie jeered. “You always pick the basic elements, Malcolm.” “Shut up,” Malcolm snapped, repeating ‘alpha, beta, gamma, delta,’ … Continue reading →
Hamlet and Horatio “Ratso! What are you doing back from Wittenberg? Won’t your father flip his wig if you’re not at your studies?” Horatio frowned. “You’re one to talk. You are talking! Who are you talking to, anyway?” “Myself,” Hamlet … Continue reading →
Poker “Full house.” “Shit!” “Again?” “I’m out. My wife’s gonna kill me as it is.” “Who’s in?” “Me.” “Yeah, me too.” “Fine.” “You’re grinning. What’s got you so happy?” “He’s winning, isn’t he?” “Yeah. Good point.” “Deal.” “What’s your game?” … Continue reading →