Timothy E Jones
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What is there to say: I live in Philadelphia, but wish I lived somewhere else, anywhere else. I write as a means to escape the harsh realities of the city and share my stories here on Vocal, even if I don't get anything for my efforts.
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Dr. Who/Three Stooges
London (Somewhere in England) It all began when Moe took a job in London, it was a job that didn't pan out, something about their job performance being underwhelming, to which Curly made the remark that their work was always underwhelming or mediocre at best, which didn't make the tall, well dressed man that towered over him very happy.
By Timothy E Jonesabout 16 hours ago in Fiction
Battlestar Galactica/Bonanza
Nevada Territory 1856 It was one of those rare lazy days on the Ponderosa, at least as far as Ben Cartwright and his three sons were concerned. Ben was at his desk going through some paperwork concerning an upcoming cattle drive, Adam sat on the porch with his feet up, mindlessly strumming on his guitar playing no one tune in particular and Hoss & Little Joe were doing their usual horsing around. Fortunately, this time it was outside near the barn, as Hoss picked Little Joe up and threw him several feet, sending him flying into a pile of hay.
By Timothy E Jones10 days ago in Fiction
Tribulation Bay Chapter SEVEN
Lara pulled her little junker of a car which had celebrated its 25th birthday a while back, the car had all of its original parts, which you can tell was the case when she put her foot to the pedal and everything began to rattle around like a poorly conducted orchestra. Even though she was only 36, she looked like a woman that was a bit older than that.
By Timothy E Jonesabout a month ago in Chapters
Tribulation Bay Chapter SIX
Miss McGrudibeggar strutted down the aisle of the church like a peacock that was in heat. She wore an over-sized feather hat that had so many feathers on it calling it overkill would be the understatement of the year. One obnoxiously long feather hung down the back of the hat giving the appearance of a cat's tail. On her ears were large emerald earrings that swung about hypnotically as she moved about. As for her dress, it was straight out of the Victorian era website with blue trim. People turned to her, not in awe of her get-up but in near disgust. Most others wore less ornate clothes like jeans and a golf shirt. “Am I the only one here who cares about how they dress for Church?”
By Timothy E Jonesabout a month ago in Chapters
Tribulation Bay Chapter FIVE
Andrew drove the U-Haul truck and hitch down to the service station so he could turn them in before he was charged for any extra time. Seeing nobody out in the lot, he tapped on the horn, but got no response. He peeked in what seemed to be some sort of office, again he found nobody there.
By Timothy E Jones2 months ago in Chapters
The Room Within a Room
The house itself was one of those long ago forgotten mansions that lay empty for at least a dozen years and reminded Henry of something akin to one of those creepy old houses they used in those old horror movies from the 60's where some old caretaker who should have died years ago still resides.
By Timothy E Jones2 months ago in Fiction
Tribulation Bay Chapter FOUR
Andrew had risen with the morning sun shining on his face, which was something that he would have to start getting used to in this new house. As he nursed a large mug of black coffee, he meandered his way around the outside of the house which was a two story Folk Victorian Home with a large porch that went all the way across and wrapped around the sides. The main steps went up the middle of the porch with the main door parallel to the steps. The house was built in the early 1900's and was renovated around 5 years ago, bringing all electrical and other modern needs up to current specs. When it was renovated, a small strip of unused beach behind the house was cleaned up and made private.
By Timothy E Jones2 months ago in Chapters
Tribulation Bay Chapter Three
Andrew finally got on the road at just about 7:00 and looked up on his GPS the quickest route to Tribulation Bay, which gave him the quickest route to get him there in just over an hour. During that trip, he made a call to the head of the Pastor Selection Committee.
By Timothy E Jones2 months ago in Chapters
