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How You Will Live Your Life
January 17, 2008 in 299 Words, Books, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, How-To, Humor, Life, Nuclear Family, Politics, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Parent, Politics, Sibling, Speech | by davidbdale | 6 comments
The kids formed a new government yesterday after the briefest of campaigns. “Who’s bigger?” was one campaign pledge. “I’ll tell Mom,” was another. Ballots were cast verbally, sometimes face-down in the carpet, and claims of voter intimidation were resolved internally by the poll boss. Read the rest of this entry »
Baby’s Empty Bed
January 15, 2008 in 299 Words, Books, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Life, Love, Nuclear Family, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Baby, Childhood, Family, Fear, Home, Love, Memory, Sibling | by davidbdale | 11 comments
The humid summer heat was murderous. Every year one or two were killed in our town, cooked in their rooms. At our house on the avenue, a fan in the attic drew refreshment from the night through our open bedroom windows and pulled the hot air up the attic stairs. Read the rest of this entry »
For the Fish
April 7, 2007 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Life, novels, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Brother, Dialog, Family, Humor, Love, Marriage, Revelation, Sibling, Therapy | by davidbdale | 11 comments
We don’t do it for the fish. We come out when our wives have had enough of us, reliably once a month, sometimes more often if we poke the right buttons. Read the rest of this entry »
Killer Ending
November 24, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Brother, Death, Grave, Horror, Kill, Killer, Murder, Mystery, Novel, Sibling, Violence | by davidbdale | 16 comments
If ghosts could kill themselves, they would. I have it on good authority. They long to be here or there. Neither body nor yet pure light, they are shadows on the houses they lived in. Read the rest of this entry »
Blackmail Heart
October 16, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Blackmail, Confess, Handicap, Laugh, Pity, Secret, Sibling | by davidbdale | 3 comments
Yes I want water, and a tongue I can arch to hurry the water down, and thumbs I can stick in my ears, and fingers I can wiggle to praise the almighty, Read the rest of this entry »
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