Goodbye. Goodnight. Good morning. Goodbye. |
She watched him, stuck between wanting to scream and cry; and wanting to just walk away. It had happened before, but she could feel the difference this time. For a moment, she was angry, pissed off th...
Posted by Douglas on Sun, 14 Sep 2008 01:05:00 PST |
Bucks Shop |
I entered the shop with one guard. Inmate "48592-A" reached his hand out, giving a big grin when I took it. He didn't get to shake hands very often. "I'm Buck Grant. Welcome to my shop." His hair was ...
Posted by Douglas on Sun, 07 Sep 2008 04:35:00 PST |
Pies and Cowboys Falling In Love |
Ann knelt beside the bed and kissed the cross on her night stand. She wrapped up in a worn housecoat and walked barefoot across the cold floor. The walls were still gray as the sun had not yet crept a...
Posted by Douglas on Sat, 23 Aug 2008 07:24:00 PST |
Secret Ingredient |
I came in behind Michael. He screamed his head off, ran for his mom, and buried his face in her dress. Sara stroked his hair and looked at me with those beautiful, blue, accusing eyes."What happened?"...
Posted by Douglas on Tue, 19 Aug 2008 08:37:00 PST |
Clean |
She parked outside, underneath the street light. The house was completely dark. She rolled down the window and debated over another cigarette. The smoke trailed up as the windshield fogged up.She look...
Posted by Douglas on Sun, 17 Aug 2008 09:12:00 PST |
Richard Diamond, Mr. Director. |
"For the love of Christmas! CUT!"Richard walked in front of the lens, shaking his head as I hit the red button. "What's wrong? You look like you're going to cry. Can I get a little more Sylvia Saint a...
Posted by Douglas on Thu, 07 Aug 2008 11:03:00 PST |
Wine, Women, and Psalms |
He dropped his matches and stumbled off the stool to pick them up.Mariana beat him to it. She put them on the bar top as he sat down again. "Everything alright, Mr. Angel?""Why not?" He lit his cigare...
Posted by Douglas on Wed, 06 Aug 2008 10:37:00 PST |
Bauer and the McRib: An Unbeatable Ticket |
Jack Bauer pounded his fist and yelled into the darkness, "Tie me to a chair, hook electricity to my testicles, and threaten my family! I can't think under these conditions!"The closest Arab with an A...
Posted by Douglas on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 12:16:00 PST |
Tony Starkss Cold War (fan fiction...eww!) |
The corporate culture here is so backwards. There's no inter-departmental cooperation and the red tape you go through to get information from upper management is never worth the trouble. I can deal wi...
Posted by Douglas on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 08:41:00 PST |
Vodka, Milkshakes, and Temporary Tattoos. |
We drove for hours with Damone blaring from the speakers; then checked into a cheap hotel, a block from the beach. I had a couple hundred bucks and nothing to worry about. I bought us some vodka and w...
Posted by Douglas on Wed, 23 Jul 2008 06:47:00 PST |
