Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts

Thursday, January 7, 2010

The Pens

Fiction blurb from The Creepy Notebook.


(Photos within photo by Snap.)

She knew that things were ending long before they actually did, and so began a habit of taking stock.

She counted the pens in the basket on his kitchen counter that collected batteries, keys to locks long-forgotten, bottle openers, and rubber bands. There were four pens in the basket.

Later, after he told her that she deserved to be with someone who wanted to marry her, she would remember that there had been four pens in the basket. She would always have this little link to his life- knowing that four pens resided in the basket on the countertop in his kitchen.

She panicked at the thought that he might, one day, remove one of the pens or add another. This would mean that she would no longer be a part of his life, because she would have no way of knowing how many pens were currently in the basket, and she would have no way of finding out.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Fiction Blurb- The Airport

(As part of the new incarnation of this blog, I'm going to start posting little bits of stories from what I call The Creepy Notebook. TCN is an amalgam of story bits, newspaper articles, pictures, drawings, notes about things I'd like to eventually research and write, and is essentially a little creative scrap book I carry around with me. The name came from Jackal and Whack, who discovered my penchant for clippings about murders, suicides, and otherwise "creepy" local news.)



THE AIRPORT September 3, 2009

People look so incredibly vulnerable with their shoes off.
At the airport watching arrivals.
All anyone really wants in life is someone to say: "I'm glad you're home."