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Terrorist’s Wife
June 13, 2009 in 299 Words, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Love, Marriage, Stories, Terrorism, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Beauty, Bed, Innocence, Love, Marriage, Murder, Politics, Terror | by davidbdale | 6 comments
Something so good and pure at the core of a man like my husband hardens to a bullet in the forge of an inhuman world. He might laugh at me for saying so. Read the rest of this entry »
Mechanical Difficulty
May 5, 2008 in 299 Words, Airport, Business, Destiny, Entertainment, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, How-To, Occupation, Short stories, Stories, Travel, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Dialog, Fear, Philosophy, Psychosis, Suicide, Terror | by davidbdale | 9 comments
—Kathy, please prepare the cabin for takeoff.
—You already said that, sir. Sir? Brian?
—Is the cabin prepared?
—We’re airborne, sir.
—I’d like to hear that from Troy, please.
—We’re airborne, sir.
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Social Security
March 7, 2008 in 299 Words, Airport, Business, Crime, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, How-To, Politics, Security, Short stories, Stories, Terrorism, Travel, Uncategorized, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Airport, Danger, Eye Contact, Security, Terror, Threat | by davidbdale | 5 comments
If I look you in the eye, it’s for what I need to know. You’ll learn nothing. All you need to know is this uniform and the benevolent authority it represents. The more you fidget and try to persuade me, the solider I stand in these black shoes. Read the rest of this entry »
Change of Trains
January 29, 2008 in 299 Words, Escape, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short stories, Stories, Technology, Travel, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Apocalypse, Danger, Dystopia, Infection, Madness, Monologue, Mystery, Sci-Fi, Sickness, Terror, Threat | by davidbdale | 4 comments
It so happens I’m sick of being a man if this is what it means. I won’t be home today or at the office either. I’ve been summoned and nothing else matters. Permit me to narrate. Read the rest of this entry »
Sisters
November 8, 2007 in 299 Words, Death, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Occupation, Politics, Short stories, Suicide bomb, Very Short Novels | Tags: Bomb, Death, Grief, Loss, Mother, Sister, Terror, Terrorism | by davidbdale | 6 comments
They could be sisters, Rachel and Ayat, 18 and 17, dark and doomed. Now departed they are photographs, not girls; they are headshots looking forward, side by side on newsstands and on TV screens, never meeting. They never met. Read the rest of this entry »
Knife in the Bed
March 8, 2007 in 299 Words, Crime, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Art, Book, Literature, Philosophy, Terror, Threat, Violation, Words | by davidbdale | 14 comments
We can’t just weep on paper and call it Book of Tears. We can’t just stab the book and call it Rage, but certain stories are more physical fact than art. Read the rest of this entry »
Holes in the Sand
December 7, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Kill, Politics, Terror, War | by davidbdale | 14 comments
The brain has a fuse. After years of threat and terror, the fuse blows, leaving a scar behind, a charred little plug of matter, once animated tissue. It can make a person mean. Read the rest of this entry »
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