The guard got up an grabbed the wheelchair from the corner of the room. “Doris? Hello, Doris?” Suzi said as she squeezed the patient’s hands. “Hey, hey, is it time for dinner?”, Doris asked, still very disoriented. “Let’s sit up and slide over to your livery my dear,” Suzi said, as she and Amy helped [...]

[Read more →]

She thought about the note that she left for Stefan. She decided to bring it to the bar and see what he did when she handed it to him in person. Since it had only taken about an hour to get the song together, she decided to see if Sheila wanted to tag along for [...]

[Read more →]

He pulled out of the parking and drove over to the Staples that was sort of on the way to the Six Pound Cleaver. He liked the look of Sheila’s name tag and thought that maybe he could pick one up at the office supply store. Now, he’d just have to come up with a [...]

[Read more →]

Thanks for the pic! The Padre ran around to the port side of Shiela’s duck to talk to her, “Head down to the marina and put in over there. We need to get the big tow truck to pull Duck 4 back to the garage. Then drive these people around Ballard, they are all from [...]

[Read more →]

He saw Marie give him the thumbs up as he parked across the street from the Six Pound Cleaver. It made him feel warm inside.

[Read more →]

OK! Go John! I’m going to try to type through the month again with all the other wrimos. Here an excerpt from tonight’s work: Stefan decided to make some dinner while he waited for the washing machine to do its duty. His apartment wasn’t much more than a large closet, only 295 square feet of [...]

[Read more →]

So, I kept writing today. For some reason I always like it when there’s an infodump at the end of the story and it makes it seems like everyone just goes on their merry way. It works as long as you don’t need to make up some reason for a sequel. So I now have [...]

[Read more →]

OK, so here I am, just on the threshold of actually writing out 50,000 semi-cohesive words. I’m at 48,349. “Hey, there’s the foot. Reset your trip odometer”, Ralph said, looking at the running shoe on the side of the road whiz by. By the time they got back to the paved road the trip odometer [...]

[Read more →]

I don’t know. The only living thing that has died so far has been a rat. All the other dead people were dead when the story started. Peter sat on the front bumper and took out his cell phone. He was pondering whether he wanted to call the police again. He didn’t want to, so [...]

[Read more →]

It feels weird to be coming to the end of the month. I need another 600 words today but I have to go eat sushi. The few Skookums that were left didn’t know all the other names the man gave them. They didn’t much care, not having the gift of speech. The main thing they [...]

[Read more →]