HOW TO BEGIN A ROMANCE NOVEL, DADA STYLE

September 9, 2013

Test pilot Bart Chadwick adjusted his scarf with brutal efficiency before glancing at Kimmetha with his questioning gray long-lashed eyes. ‘I’ll be fine,’ said Kimmetha, feeling her entire being turn to pudding in response to his crooked grin. Meanwhile, in Spain …

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THE LUNCH

August 13, 2013
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The man arrived early, as always. He was led to his usual table in the far corner. His hands shook. Would she show again? Here, this date, this hour, this 23rd time. He sighed. A flood of relief. There she is. He watched her take her seat at the table far across the room. She […]

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THE DILIGENT FOAL

July 31, 2013
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The diligent foal cross-referenced all of the invitations, putting a neat checkmark in her binder by each name before making the short journey to the post office, where she handed the neat stack of envelopes to the clerk and purchased 2 sheets of ‘forever’ stamps. She then crossed the street to return the pen she […]

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THE BRAIN OF CALVIN DORN

July 23, 2013
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The brain of Calvin Dorn slipped quietly along the hall to the fire exit. It zigged and zagged down the escape and dropped to the alley. It clothed itself in garments it had hidden in the trash bin. A vision in wrap-around shades, a stylish beret, bold red military jacket, green pantaloons, and tall scrolled […]

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DARWIN’S ELEPHANT

July 10, 2013

Seated on a bale of hay in the midst of downtown traffic, Spoon Beck, the imaginary tree clown, mused. He directed his musing at Darwin’s elephant. The snarl of traffic and the policemen clubbing him with magic fish disturbed him not in the least. Darwin’s elephant? Another matter entirely. How, he mused, had a simple […]

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REPORT FROM A BORING MAN

June 19, 2013
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Each morning, after I reaffirm my existence, I prepare and consume a light breakfast. This activity is followed by a brief stroll to the hammock in the yard. There I render myself recumbent for not more than ten minutes. The ten minutes having elapsed, I venture forth into the outer world, where I sidle as […]

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THE TRASH CAN

May 27, 2013
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The Bird of Hope despaired. The trash can overflowed. It was Monday. Garbage collection took place each Thursday. What to do. What to do. The Bird of Hope considered a variety of options and discarded all of them with a frustrated stamp of foot. Pacing back, and then forth, the Bird of Hope desperately flailed […]

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THE 3 SISTERS WHO WERE BEAUTY CONTESTANTS

April 30, 2013
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3 sisters were all entered in the same beauty contest, the Miss Carbon Miranda Pageant. Jane, the eldest, pictured in the middle there, hated the youngest sister, Prim, she’s on the left, with a passion matched only by her other sister, Grace, on the right. Jane and Grace may be likened to Cinderella’s step-sisters, Cinderella […]

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THE IDLE HAND

April 29, 2013
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Sweat fair flew from the brow of the Idle Hand, drenching the nearby sleeping crofters. A frenzy of whirl it displayed, galloping from yon to hither carrying and depositing loads of carrion and back again with fervently undue haste. For, you see, japing mockery had penetrated deep to the heart underneath its leathery hide and […]

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THE TRIAL BALLOON

April 15, 2013
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The trial balloon floated over the rooftops of London. The judge asked the jury if they had reached a verdict. The jury foreman replied, ‘Yes, Your Honor, we find the defendant guilty.’ ‘Right,’ said the judge. ‘Bailiff, do your duty.’ The bailiff grabbed the defendant by scruff of neck and seat of pants and flung […]

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