Although the detectives were not mathematicians or physicists, each understood the very fabric of time was breaking down in the immediate vicinity of Edmonton.
Tag: 100 Word Story
“July Snows”
Nearly every yard on Martin Avenue had a snowman at this point.
Carol loved watching her children cooperate long enough to build a snowman.
“Between Life and Death”
Only the most foolish believe that our world will remain unchanged.
Before a new barrier between this life and the next is constructed, the current partition must be dismantled. This is a complex and delicate matter, with a certain amount of collateral damage expected.
“Toro Bravo”
An extraordinary ending to an ordinary bullfight.
The bull made a final pass, and the matador bowed before the crowd. He revealed a sword and waved his cape. Continue reading ““Toro Bravo””
“Last Stand”
Surviving humans prepare for a last stand outside Blantyre.
A smattering of U.N. peacekeepers joined a surviving contingent of the Malawian army and a few wily locals in burning shrubland and broadleafs around Blantyre.
“Jolly Undead”
He knows when you are sleeping.
“Did you hear that?”
“Living as a Werewolf”
After a string of grizzly murders, an unusual scene awaits the police.
“So, what happened?”
“Well, the poor fool finally snapped. He shot himself.”
“The Subversive Little Toaster”
Long live the appliance revolution!
A subtle reworking of wires inside the toaster sparked significant changes. Continue reading ““The Subversive Little Toaster””
“Chilling Grilling”
The sun had settled near the horizon, but there was ample light to watch the gravediggers.
As the flames spread throughout the charcoal, he watched as a backhoe lifted earth and deposited a mass of soil into the bed of a truck. Continue reading ““Chilling Grilling””
“Blueberry Pancakes”
“They’re practically dead before coming off the skillet.”
The sounds of a Saturday morning breakfast crowd filled the small diner. Modeled to resemble the roadside dives of yesteryear, the place was certainly popular and maintained a loyal cohort of regulars. Continue reading ““Blueberry Pancakes””
A Visit to the Idea Factory 