Category Archives: Absurd fantasy
Between Takes in Heaven West
Clayton Moore and Jay Silverheels rest by the Rio Grande, sharing sushi under a sky of forever blue. Scout and Silver graze nearby. To the south, a tumble of clouds builds over Mexico, rumpled shadows running across the far mesas. … Continue reading
Punishment
I materialized in a brightly lit foyer. It was warm. I chose a hallway ahead of me and proceeded along its grey length. Closed doors were lined at regular intervals as my moccasined feet negotiated the smooth carpet. About four … Continue reading
Excellence Looking for a Home
Felma Sashay moved about the plaza with her uncommon grace capturing every gaze she passed. He rich brown hair swept down from her smooth brown shoulders and barely whisked the tops of the milkshake cups strapped to her ample hips. … Continue reading
Dream of Wander
I walk through an uneven field of hills and dales above a river flowing to a sea in the nearby distance. I follow a woman I can’t see, but know very well. I turn to my left and see her … Continue reading
Buddy Elks Out an Existence
(Note: Travel day today. We’re headed 993 miles north, back to the northwest winter. I’m okay with that.–jrs) Dear Biped, Lots of grass to eat today. We’re in that big meadow behind your house, which is mostly dark and has … Continue reading
The Caper Salad Caper #5
(Note: Okay. I’m done with this now (probably). And yes, there was a time when cell phones did not exist (think big hair and discos). Thanks for your patience. This is my last post of the year, unless something falls … Continue reading
The Caper Salad Caper #4
(Note: You’ll have to suffer through this one and one more before I’m willing to let it go. Sorry.–jrs) The trail of capers led them through some bad neighborhoods, places where optimism was a word only, with no meaning or … Continue reading
More: The Caper Salad Caper
(Note: This and the next installment are utterly ridiculous, but they sure were fun to write.–jrs) “Cause of death?” Liggnum stood with his legs spread and his chin cupped in his hand. The smoke from his cigarette curled up along … Continue reading
Next: The Caper Salad Caper
(Note: This part 2 of a 5-part rewrite of an old piece I started and never finished. The story timeframe is somewhere in the 1970s. I’m poking fun at the genre and also at myself. If nobody likes it, that’s … Continue reading