Fan Fiction

Wingman Batman Makes Introduction to Superman
December 1959 Superman and a Nose Dance I’m twenty-one, divorced and living in Manhattan. Just off Sutton Place on 55th Street. Great address and high rent. I’m determined to go to law school, but at the moment I’m an NYU undergrad. The last semester before Law School. I hope. To cover rent and food I work nights and go to school full time during the day. Not too many places to work nights. Hooker? Nah! Night watchwoman? Nah! All night disk jocky? Not a sultry enough voice. I’m the hatcheck girl at Gatsby’s, a chi-chi supper club on the corner of 49th Street and First Avenue. I can do homework in the check room between customers and as staff eat a good free dinner.
By Alice Donenfeld-Vernoux5 years ago in Fiction
The "Big Win"
It had been years since “The Big Win”. The publicity, the excitement, they had all long gone. Even the memory of it had been lost on the minds of the youngest of us. Yet, what remained was this world. Cold, dark, and dreary. Do we dare to bring to the forefront of our minds the fact that it could have all turned out differently? This was not really our fault. How could we have known, even suspected, such things would happen? Who among us could have looked at that gift horse in the mouth, assessing any value other than everything? Yet, someone could have. Someone should have.
By Nikitah Imani 5 years ago in Fiction