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My Name is D, Part 3: Jackpot

My Name is D, Part 3: Jackpot Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 From Part 1: I opened my door. Regretfully, I was not paying attention to my nearest blind spot, so worried was I about watching the road behind me. A – she was dangerous and she was pissed. I smashed the unknownContinue reading “My Name is D, Part 3: Jackpot”

My Name is D, Part 2 – You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Like A

D: You know what I said, A, nothing can be as awesome as “My Name is D.” A: Yeah, I know what you said, Druid. I accepted your challenge. D: Indeed. A: You and smug need to break up, D. Prepare yourself. Because . . . You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Like A I was watchin’Continue reading “My Name is D, Part 2 – You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Like A”

My Name is D

D: Take that, A! Here’s my side of the story. A: Don’t think you’re getting the last word, D. D: I’d never think that, A. I just know that mine is the *best* word. A: Whatever, Druid. “Bloody lunatic,” indeed. While this was originally hosted at “wePoets Show It,” that site has shut down. BelowContinue reading “My Name is D”

Frabjous Friday

D: Oh, A. That’s not even a word. A: You sound so disappointed, D. It is a word. It’s on the internet. D: . . . A: I saw it in the Urban Dictionary. That means it’s a word.* Plus, it’s awesome and it means Johnny Depp dances in a kilt. There is little elseContinue reading “Frabjous Friday”

The Hearasy of Before

D: It is so like you to romanticize a simpler life in the face of apocalypse. A: Sorry, what? D: You heard me. A: Perhaps, but we all have our methods of escapism, D. D: We do? A: Yep – I happen to know for a fact that yours is– D: That is quite enoughContinue reading “The Hearasy of Before”

Inspiration or muse’s fool?

D: I think you’re mocking me. A: What?! D: You! You’re mocking me. A: Okay, normally I’d say yes. But I’m not really sure what I’m mocking you about– D: How about yesterday’s little limerick, A? A: Oh, that. Ha. D: And then the ghost-town story, with the guy. And his hat. A: Uh. .Continue reading “Inspiration or muse’s fool?”

Hot Rods and Custard

“Hold on tight baby, we’re going for a ride.” “But Sam, my hair.” “Baby, hair ain’t got nothing to do with it. Jump on and let’s go!” “Fine – are we really going to that dinky little drive in?” “Dinky? Dinky? Only all the best hot-rodders are seen there! We have to go. It’s SaturdayContinue reading “Hot Rods and Custard”

What’s in the box?

A: I think, when I grow up, I want to be Therese McMurphy. D: When you grow up? It’s a little late for that now, isn’t it, A? A: I’m always in the process, D. I mean, when I’m old – I hope I have enough stories. D: You talk to a time-travelling Pict inContinue reading “What’s in the box?”

Powerless

D: My apologies to Mary Shelly. A: I think that’s my line. D: No, you were too busy giggling about the Theme from Young Frankenstein piping through the house as you posted this ridiculous piece. A: It was kismet, D. I forgot I put it on this playlist (it’s a Halloween song, after all!) ItContinue reading “Powerless”

Saved by the box

A: You’ve been saved, D. D: Pray tell, how. A: Well, I was just going to reblog my post from the Community Storyboard, from Day 10 of the Creative Writing Challenge. D: You mean that bit of writing I see at the bottom, here? A: Uh huh. D: And how have you saved me, really?Continue reading “Saved by the box”