Thursday, December 28, 2006
Screams
Screams. Screams in the ark and squeals of laughter. For days and days now, with relentless abandonment, an anarchy of celebration eddying through the town with each change of form of merriment. Christmas and New Year was never so frightful, when I was young.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
One minute
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
The mouse detective from Bologna Beach
Slashes of color riot in a whirlwind of dance and movement as she sashays from table to table, her dress the object of everyone’s attention – even Monsieur Michail’s, the mouse detective from Bologna Beach .
Monday, December 11, 2006
Bob the what?
The corridor was rapidly filling with flames as Bob ran at forefront of the conflagration, arms clutching the precious files to his chest while pieces of synthetic ceiling burst into black smoke and fell spraying hot, glowing plastic shrapnel all over. He fell, not for the first time, “The books!” screamed Bob the Accountant, as he woke with a start.
Friday, December 08, 2006
Pschychominer
There are places, deep hidden recesses within the mind, that even seasoned dream-searchers and psycho-miners don’t go: not out of fear and terror, but out of sheer bewilderment and inability to comprehend – yet this is where Toth had found herself; inadvertently, and with no perceivable way out.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Diarama
At two AM in the morning, all was silent until that shot rang out. Like all such great shots that change the history of a people, a nation, a world, this was no exception. Several hours later, they found him lying in his own blood, in the small lane off Main Street … the Taxidermist was dead.
Monday, December 04, 2006
King Billy Bites Back
Dark clouds roamed overhead as night settled down like a lid on a steaming pot, while the people of the village, agitated back and forth from house to inn to shop, simmering with the latest news – King Billy of Ballarat was still alive!
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