I would very much appreciate prayer from those who pray, and good thoughts from those who don’t, about my job. There are going to be more layoffs by the end of the month, and everybody is under the microscope to see if they can be let go. Word is they’re Read more…
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Two Sizes Too Small
“What the hell is that?”
It was all she could do not to drop the thing in her hands, it wriggled so much. Unfathomably, the look on her face was pure delight. “My new puppy. Isn’t she adorable?” Her voice was one octave short of a squeal.
“That is not a dog. To call it a dog is an insult to dogkind.”
“Not a dog yet.” She held it close and let it lick her face. I almost dry heaved. “Granted, she won’t get much bigger. Chihuahuas stay pretty teeny.”
A chihuahua. Great. Cheese on crackers, I hated tiny dogs. Anything smaller than a beagle was a waste of space and fur. And this abomination would fit in my shirt pocket.
“Here, hold her.” She thrust it at my face. I just stood there. It looked like it belonged in a rat trap.
Except, rats didn’t wag their tales, nor become so happy at the sight of you that their entire bodies wiggled. A strange sensation warmed my chest. I didn’t like where this was going.
She sneezed. Aw, shit. That was cute.
“Put her in my pocket,” I sighed.
She was a perfect fit.
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This is one where I cheated and kept sequeling myself to write a longer story. It’s actually a pared down, revamped version of a longer story I wrote years ago.
UPDATED because I can sign into Ficlets now.
One For the Angels (Conversations With Dead People Challenge)
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Roommate Tactics
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Fairytale Ending
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WAITING
There she is, in the coffee shop window. She stares out—not at you, but toward you, not really looking at anything. Maybe at the odd snowflake drifting down from the sky.
She has all the appearance of waiting.
For someone, maybe. Her Valentine. The jerk who stood her up. A love she has yet to know.
You.
Maybe. Maybe, you’ve been waiting for her, too.
So you go inside. She looks up. Smiles. Stands, ties on her apron, picks up her pad and pencil and asks to take your order.
She was just waiting for her break to end.
So Ficlets is shutting down as of Thursday, and the kind folks over at AOL didn’t provide any way to archive or import entries other than “Cut & paste and get off our lawn!” Fortunately, other folks have kindly taken it upon themselves to import all unlocked entries into their Read more…
Phew. Things are finally calm and quiet around here again. Things have been so rushed and hectic and crazy for so long now that I’ve forgotten what free time feels like. I think it was long enough to break some bad habits, though, so now I’ve just got to train myself to use that free time to write. Right after I’m done catching up with you guys, who I still miss.
I’ve started reading over my first draft of Hero Factor, and it’s going to be quite a bit longer before it’s ready to start posting than I thought, not that there are more than maybe five of you who care. That’s actually a blessing, because I don’t feel the pressure that would otherwise make me insane and spur me into posting before it’s ready to be seen.
Hello, f-list! I am so far behind I have no hope of ever catching up completely. Work has been busy and exhausting and my full-time job from two weeks ago through next week has me permananently parked in the copy room, making up silly songs and tee-shirt slogans to keep Read more…
You can see my Christmas tree and all my other decorations (messy house judiciously edited out) in this Flickr set. I posted them on Flickr instead of my LJ scrapbook so I could add notes to the photos. I got my cards done today. Wish I could say they were Read more…