drama – Tales of a Tired Daddy

Blocked

He stared at the screen for a long time, deliberately thinking of nothing, and not even its brilliant glow sparked anything good. It wasn’t writer’s block. There were plenty of ideas pouring into his mind, but all of them were dark and morbid and had no place in either his head or in the book.Continue reading “Blocked”

To Our Last Breath

She successfully got around the rioting crowds and the insanity and finally made it! It wasn’t easy, but she was used to slipping past angry liberals and violent protestors, and it was only a matter of time before she reached safety. That’s what she kept telling herself, and she was right, as usual. She madeContinue reading “To Our Last Breath”

Prodigy

They said I was a child prodigy. At age three, I could mix any chemicals together and get a specific result. Whatever I wanted, I could make. If I wanted green, I could make it. If I wanted bubbly, I could make that, too. If I wanted bang, it wasn’t outside of my reach. And,Continue reading “Prodigy”

Paranoid

“I’m not paranoid!” Neil snapped, annoyed at the man walking next to him. “I know what you’re thinking, and I don’t care! Does that sound paranoid to you?” His companion kept his opinion to himself and kept going. He was the epitomy of long-suffering patience, his once square jaw gone rounded and his temples gray.Continue reading “Paranoid”

For Want of a Cat (Part 2)

“When you leave here tonight,” she continued, “If you don’t stop at the shelter on the way, you’ll go home to a cold house. Gladys will avoid any contact with you, your children will ignore you, and you will sleep alone in your den again.” The emotionlessly clinical way she said it, as if sheContinue reading “For Want of a Cat (Part 2)”

For Want of a Cat (Part 1)

Professor Gloupe trudged wearily into his office and let the door slam behind him, rattling the window dangerously. He didn’t care if it shattered or not. If it did, it was only following the pattern his life was taking, anyway. His feet scuffed the well-worn rug as he crossed to his desk and dropped intoContinue reading “For Want of a Cat (Part 1)”