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Leaving Miller’s Farm
November 28, 2009 in 299 Words, Disability, Drinking, Drunk Driving, Education, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Memory, School, Short stories, Stories, Theater, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Accident, Adolescent, Disability, Drinking, Inspiration | by davidbdale | 4 comments
The children want to learn from me, but not until they know I’m someone with a knowledge. You’ll see at the assembly the moment they turn receptive, at which point you’ll know you’re getting your money’s worth. Read the rest of this entry »
Too Much Ice
June 22, 2008 in 299 Words, Flash Fiction, Very Short Novels | Tags: Abuse, Child, Drinking, Family, Neglect | by davidbdale | 8 comments
Sit here and wait and don’t move. I’m tired of telling you. Good, now stop squirming. Good, and stop whimpering. I need a moment’s peace. Are those your feet on the furniture? What do we say about that? Good, there’s hope for you. Read the rest of this entry »
White Cross
April 10, 2008 in 299 Words, Death, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Health, Life, Short stories, Stories, Survivor, Very Short Novels, Violence, Writing | Tags: Car, Death, Drinking, Grave, Loss, Memento, Mystery | by davidbdale | 7 comments
This godforsaken gravel shoulder is as good a place—as bad a place—as any to have made your peace with life and dying. Still, you probably objected. Not here, you said, by which you meant, Not yet. Read the rest of this entry »
Felicia Anonymous
March 2, 2008 in 299 Words, Confession, Drinking, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Health, How-To, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Drinking, Illness, Monologue, Problem | by davidbdale | 6 comments
Tell it to me any way you like but don’t stop talking. Please. I hear what I need to hear. We’ll make a deal. I’ll dunk this misshapen donut into this bad coffee and chew on this cigarette and not get drunk for an hour. And not talk back. I’ll thank my precious life for the sound of your voice; Read the rest of this entry »
Proof of the World
October 5, 2007 in 299 Words, Confession, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short stories, Stories, Survivor, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Car, Drinking, Father, Philosophy, Proof, Violence, World, Writing | by davidbdale | 9 comments
In this 300-word paper, I will prove that the world exists, beyond a reasonable doubt, as I was assigned. 277 words to go. First premise: as everybody I know will tell you, I am to blame for everything. Read the rest of this entry »
Conscious Choice
August 25, 2007 in 299 Words, Drunk Driving, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Car, Crash, Drinking, Violence | by davidbdale | 12 comments
Limping from the crash site, she resumed the inventory she’d begun while hauling her legs from the driver’s seat: legs, two arms, fingers and thumbs, head, scalp, blood. She’d been driving fast on the rain-slick freeway to the casino, Read the rest of this entry »
Open Closure
October 30, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Breakup, Closure, Drinking, Loss, Separation | by davidbdale | 6 comments
Already the breaking up has lasted longer than the relationship and provided her more pleasure. Another week of breaking up and this will be her longest relationship yet. Read the rest of this entry »
The Truth About Sex
October 16, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Cheat, Drinking, Flirt, Laugh, Marriage, Sex, Truth | by davidbdale | 4 comments
The honest man tells his wife the truth about sex. It’s a vertiginous moment. The truth about sex is that he always wants it and will forever continue to want it with whomever is nearest and most willing and most attractive, Read the rest of this entry »
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