Brian ducks down to get through the small door, steps into the court. Mike is already warming up, lazily bouncing the ball off various walls.
“Hey, how’d the date go?”
“Alright… I guess.”
“Yeah. What’d you do?” Mike lines up to serve, really launches it.
Brian dives for the corner, sneakers squeaking, thwacks it high in return. It bounces off the back wall. “Point. …coffee.”
“Dude! Coffee? That’ll kill ya right from the start.” Continue reading
Wow, less than three weeks left on my 100 day project! The tail end of it kinda snuck up on me, around the 50 mark I felt totally done with the cursed thing, so amazing to come up for air and discover I’m in the home stretch now.
Been looking back to the beginning and what started it all, figure I’ve got enough days done to use as a stick to measure how far I’ve come. It seems a short distance. I’m still stuck, though less uptight about it. Continue reading
Another installment of fiction on demand, this time with lines tweeted from Shawn and Jenna.
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What the fuck did I get myself into? It all started when it started to pour, a summer stroll turned into a summer sprint. Heading for the trees, ducking under the broad sweep of a spruce tree, needles clinging to palms and knees. Continue reading
I’ve just been checking my heart. There’s not as many cracks as I remember. The road trip got me looking at again, I’d been too busy to pay much attention to it.
I’m back at the site of The Big Break-up. Continue reading
Meals with Gloria aren’t so much a physical necessity as a social one. Whatever unholy force animates him also fuels him. He doesn’t really need to eat – aside from that constant background buzz, that constant craving for braaaains…. Continue reading
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