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The Engineering Incident
Dear Colleagues, These are turbulent times, so I will omit the usual pleasantries and begin with the topic de jour. The Tragedy of Engineering
By Alan D5 years ago in Fiction
To Free a Dog's Soul
Babu had no opportunity to save Moti, his pet dog. They were on their usual morning walk when a car swerved to save a biker and ran over Moti.
By Pawan Mishra5 years ago in Fiction
Chocoholic
"We have a lovely flourless chocolate cake with a raspberry sauce for dessert." I did my best not to make a face, failing. My brow wrinkled and I smirked a bit. I’m a purist when it comes to chocolate.
By Andrea Corwin 5 years ago in Fiction
Makin' Her Way, the Only Way She Knows How
"You're incredible, you know that pig?" Arielle asked in a muffled voice. "Well thank you miss, it's always a pleasure to receive positive feedback from clients," came the genuinely happy sounding response from the reason for Arielle's discomfort. "In my line of work it's usually, 'Eff off and die pig!' Or, 'I hope you choke on your donut!'" Deputy McCarthy went on, her strong hands continuing to press the younger woman up against the cobweb infested wall as she checked for weapons.
By Jason VanHalle5 years ago in Fiction
Cultivating Eggcellence
“Freshman year is clucking hard,” Johnny thought as a half-smile graced his face below his glare toward his English assignment. They were studying puns and he was to write a story containing a series of themed puns. Growing up on a farm, Johnny knew his would be farm themed. As he sat in the old rugged barn for inspiration, all he could think of was that his paper needed to be eggcellent.
By Laken A.5 years ago in Fiction
People Like cake
“Slice it any way you want; it’s cake all the way down. Think about it. What’s the peak of it all? You could be having sex, snorting coke, or eating a double fudge layered chocolate cake. Those are your options in this life. You can try meditating—and good luck to you—but it will never bring you peace like a piece of chocolate cake.
By Alexander Yuri5 years ago in Fiction
Friendship is sturdier than ice
The silent lands of green were bedecked white with snow. The downfall in the night had collected itself into knolls across the plains. Where there was once a field with a circular lake, there was now a white land with frozen water.
By Euan Brennan5 years ago in Fiction
Shark Attack!
SHARK ATTACK! ICELAND 1992 Gylfi Gunnerason shouted, ‘Come on! We are ready! Hop aboard!’ The thought of another day on the water filled me with nausea, dread, fear and horror, but how could I tell Gylfi that after all the time and expense he had sacrificed? I nodded my acknowledgement and boarded.
By mark frendo5 years ago in Fiction
Henry!
Genny lived with her dog Henry. He was a big old goofball whose main talent was getting underfoot. Although a Golden Retriever, when people asked about his breed Genny told them he was a kangaroo dog. This puzzled them, but she couldn’t be concerned that their grasp of the obvious seemed to be lacking. Henry weighed in at 70 pounds and jumped up on her so often she felt as if she should be wearing boxing gloves.
By Kat Nove5 years ago in Fiction
The Men Behind the Curtain
During a break in the weekly Thursday evening poker game in Zuckerman’s barn… “This town is dying. We need something to draw people here, especially with all the kids now going off to college or to the big city,” Homer Zuckerman said with a hint of desperation in his voice.
By David Flowers5 years ago in Fiction
Would You Like Some Cake? It's To Die For...
The dinner had been lavish, several courses of the entire family’s favourites. Roasted meats of various beasts dripping with their own juices, an enormous pile of mashed potato sitting in the centre of the table, looming over the rest of the food. Bowls of vegetables, roasted, steamed, raw… it seemed as if any food imaginable rested atop that table. There was far more food than the six people present could have eaten in a week.
By Dave Rowlands5 years ago in Fiction
barn of wonder
Dad used to yell a lot. He was never happy. Always unsatisfied. I never really knew why, but I knew that at a certain point, I couldn’t live with him. As a newly graduated teen with an undecided future, options were limited and I wanted more than anything to distance myself without cutting all family ties.
By kazmyn 5 years ago in Fiction