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Neighbors Forever
May 2, 2010 in 299 Words, Childhood, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Love, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Adolescence, Neighbor, neighborhood | by davidbdale | 35 comments
Our shabby little houses look like conjoined twins inexpertly separated. Her family’s house got the worst of the porch, ours got the sagging gutters. Read the rest of this entry »
Machete Smile
March 28, 2010 in 299 Words, Business, Culture, Danger, Destiny, Fable, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Mystery, Short stories, Stories, Travel, Very Short Novels, Violence, Writing | Tags: machete island vacation | by davidbdale | 8 comments
I picked it up on a minor island, the one with the grimy harborfront, I think, and the spine of useless mountains like a broken back along its northern coast as if it had been stepped on. Read the rest of this entry »
Money Box
March 11, 2010 in 299 Words, Crime, Danger, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Memory, Stories, Very Short Novels, Violence, Writing | Tags: kidnap, ransom | by davidbdale | 9 comments
My dear wife, the gentlemen who detain me do not understand why you neglect to send what they ask for my release. Try to appreciate that when they saw us get out of your patron’s car at the embassy, they took us to be valuable. Read the rest of this entry »
Very Early Retirement
March 5, 2010 in 299 Words, Business, Crime, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Money, Relationships, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Blackmail, retirement, severance | by davidbdale | 4 comments
You’re right. Management is at fault, not your hard work. The board of directors should lose their jobs; hell, they should probably spend time in jail, but we both know that won’t happen. Read the rest of this entry »
The Rest of the Story
February 27, 2010 in 299 Words, Confession, Crime, Death, Drug Abuse, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Health, Illness, Literature, novels, Prison, Short stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: aphrodisiac | by davidbdale | 6 comments
Grammar and my own impatience landed me in jail. If I had only turned the page, I would have seen my healthy ex-fiancee smiling for the camera on the day of her promotion, very much alive in the finance section. Read the rest of this entry »
The Wanting Sea
February 13, 2010 in 299 Words, Childhood, Fiction, Flash Fiction, novels, Sex, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: beach ocean adolescence bikini boardwalk | by davidbdale | 14 comments
So, this is the ocean, I thought. The poets call it everything but what it is, poison from here to the horizon. My girlfriends in their candy colored bikinis ran ahead to the pier. Read the rest of this entry »
Box of What You Need
January 22, 2010 in 299 Words, Death, Dinosaur, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Health, Illness, Parent, Short stories, Stories, Uncategorized, Very Short Novels, Writing | by davidbdale | 17 comments
Dad has gone and left me with this box of I don’t know what. It has stood like a book on the cookbook shelf with undiscarded Yellow Pages and other worthless paper, Read the rest of this entry »
Bob’s Double
January 14, 2010 in 299 Words, Business, Destiny, Entertainment, Fable, Fiction, Flash Fiction, novels, Occupation, Philosophy, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Destiny, Identity, Loss, Performance, Philosophy | by davidbdale | 9 comments
We hired a double for Bob so that the Bob the world required could be places Bob could not be. We oversucceeded. Immediately, Bob was a fraud. Read the rest of this entry »
Proof’s Hammer
January 9, 2010 in 299 Words, Business, Class Work, Education, Fiction, Flash Fiction, language, Philosophy, School, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: language, Philosophy, School, Threat, Work | by davidbdale | 9 comments
Black and White each had doubts that the other existed, but for White the question had consequences. Read the rest of this entry »
Unscheduled Stops
December 28, 2009 in 299 Words, Destiny, Escape, Fable, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Mind, Mystery, Runaway, Separation, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Coffee, Snow, Train, Travel | by davidbdale | 8 comments
The 5:42 to Belgenhagen left the station without our engineer. He chased it desultorily to the end of the platform waving his pastry in vain at the empty locomotive car as we pulled out from the shed into the icy dawn with certain questions. Read the rest of this entry »
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