To quote from Dickens; “It was the best of times and the worst of times” and our minds and mores were grounded worlds apart.
She was my Venus, beautiful, hot and foreboding and I was her Mercury, flitting faster than a speeding bullet and seldom seen.
She morphed into mother Earth at will…….. and me…. my orbiting mind seldom allowed my feet to touch the ground.
Your connection to the stars was the gravity binding us into each other’s soul; a universal… Continue
Added by Edward Dean on October 19, 2011 at 11:00pm —
Daenerys staggers through the dark savanna, a chandelier of stars twinkle overhead, and the wind blows down from the dragon's lair, making the grass billow all around her, like waves rippling across an empty ocean.
The dragon's scream cuts through the air; a long, plaintive wail that makes the moist earth tremble underfoot and the surrounding pools of mud bubble and gurgle.
Daenerys is not afraid of the dragon - she is the blood of the dragon - and when the creature streaks… Continue
Added by Ben Goshko on July 25, 2011 at 10:30am —
“There’s a man on the horizon,” I say, my voice jutting over the blare of alt-rock and hip-hop as Jake, Rog and I head west one last time before graduation sets us on the rest of our lives. “Hehe – I told you he was holdin’ out on us,” Jake snorts, twisting around to spy me… Continue
Added by Victor Dandridge on December 23, 2010 at 10:00am —
He was a 34 year old Chemistry teacher and considered to be one of the finest and competitive teachers in the whole college; usually he was the 1st person who enters the college and the last to leave, though he was a married man.
Very honest, friendly and kind of a teacher who exactly know how to engage their students in the subject like chemistry.
Chemistry becomes my favorite… Continue
Added by Moosa Hemani on September 19, 2010 at 5:51pm —
With one hand, he covered the man’s face with a plastic bag, pulling him from the collar with the other, dragging him along the road as a congregation of hundred or more witnessed… Continue
Added by Moosa Hemani on September 17, 2010 at 4:18pm —
Foggy crystals, thickening with every white breath, fused my upper and lower eyelashes in ironic contrast to the warm, womb-like sensation which came over my lower extremities making me wonder if I was bleeding. “Hey, dork, he just peed on your leg,” my brother laughed out. Suddenly, my left arm shot straight out with a sharp ripping sensation burning in my shoulder and everything spun like a cartoon as my body hurled across the… Continue
Added by Michael Terence McNerney on August 10, 2010 at 8:19pm —
Josh clambered up the high stool in the kitchen and sat down with a bemused look on his face and directed a question at his mother, “Mum, what did the priest mean when he said ‘Ashes to ashes, dust
to dust’ at Grandpa’s funeral last week?”
His mother dried her hands on a tea towel, to give herself time to think of an answer to satisfy a five year old’s need for… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on April 13, 2010 at 1:35am —
He watched the carousel spin in its own orbit piping its merry tune; the harmless monotony of its circular motion and gently cascading horses appealed to him. Heaven forbid the turmoil and plummeting depths of the rollercoaster that writhed like a cut snake behind him. He took comfort in its pattern and metronomic rhythm; a pace that offered no surprises or challenges. Enthusiastically he waved at his wife and children as they came around again and again. The… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on April 8, 2010 at 2:02am —
Andrew pulled the car into the kerb for Stuart who began to prattle, “Man, I had the fiercest chili con carne last night and you guys are going to suffer big time.”
“Let me introduce you to Ellen,” interrupted James, indicating the newest member of the carpool, “and you may want to keep that smell to yourself.”…
Added by Adam Byatt on April 4, 2010 at 8:30am —
“Here’s to a ten years of The Table of Knowledge,” said Dan as he slopped the first round of beers down. James reflected on the Table of Knowledge, the weekly symposium begun by six idealistic university undergraduates; they had been at the same table discussing the world’s problems and in some measure solving them. Their banter traversed stories of marriage and divorce, children and careers;… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on March 26, 2010 at 5:30am —
John stamped up the stairs and flung himself on the bed, burying his head in his pillow while sobs racked his body. As a comforting hand rubbed the small of his back, he blurted out, “Susie said she doesn’t love me anymore.”
Amidst the debris of a failed relationship, it needed to be cleared up, to understand what had gone wrong, to provide an anchor for hope in the future, “What brought that on?”
“At recess when kindergarten went out to play, Susie said that we were boyfriend and… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on January 24, 2010 at 6:31am —
Camille's desk was a bastion of kitsch, always within company guidelines though, cycling through the fads like kids trading footy cards. Leonard was part Julius Caesar, part king’s own fool, a smug and gleefully frivolous smirker who sought to best Camille’s oddities. His action heroes trumped troll dolls, the min Zen garden complete with rake and bonsai feature blew away the Chinese money plant, and in the fait accompli, his coffee jar of tadpoles swamped her Siamese fighting fish. Camille… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on January 19, 2010 at 6:30am —
Just like every superhero has their fortress of solitude, I have my own refuge and sanctuary. I pick up my book and return to where I left off, skimming the earlier paragraphs to reacquaint myself with the plot and characters or flick through the paper or the latest edition of my music magazine.
My mates have a great name for this place: Manland. We joke about it in our own code, with knowing winks and nods as our wives shake their heads in mock agitation and derision.
While this is a… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on December 22, 2009 at 5:06am —
Death answered the persistent knocking to see a gangly-looking adolescent wearing a novelty t-shirt that read, “There are 10 types of people – those who understand binary.” Famine, Pestilence and War looked up from their game of Dungeons and Dragons to see the new arrival and Death noticed that there wasn’t a steed tethered to the railing, but rather a small, two door eco-friendly automobile. Balancing a laptop under one arm and a large cola beverage in his hand, the young man reached awkwardly… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on December 6, 2009 at 10:00pm —
“Every sitcom, rom-com and chick-flick lied,” thought Peter.
There was no inappropriate breaking of the waters, frantic taxi rides or giving birth in the car park. No milling throng of family waiting for the proud father to emerge from the delivery suite like a prophet in scrubs announcing the good news that a son had been born. Instead, there was the interminable waiting of fourteen hours of labour, followed by a brief period of unspeakable profanities and finally, a delivery. Now there… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on November 29, 2009 at 9:58pm —
The crease and crinkle of paper caught Dave’s ear as he walked passed his bedroom. Looking around the door he saw his son crouched on the far side of the bed.
“What are you looking at?” he asked as he came around to see.
Spread out between in front of James was the curvature of breasts and buttocks and a finely manicured lawn with the staple as her bellybutton ornament. Dave stood and rehearsed the reprimand forming in his head, but was interrupted.
“Do you wish that Mum looked… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on November 25, 2009 at 6:20pm —
She picked up the silver-framed photograph of a woman nursing a newborn baby. In the photo her arms were wrapped like a wall, protective and sheltering. She remembered the woman she was then and the intense possessiveness she had felt. A selfishness that drank like the child at her breast; even wanting to withhold the child from its father.
“Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone,” she murmured.
She waited for that sensation again as she packed the photograph into her luggage, waiting for… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on November 22, 2009 at 5:30pm —
The kitchen tap dripped unceasingly and most of the cupboards hung at jaunty angles. Her friends were busy salivating over Jamie Oliver or pursuing the latest project from Better Homes and Garden, but she didn’t see the need in creating a mausoleum of monotony. For her there was always something else to do, something else that was a priority on a timetable that ran perpendicular to everyone else’s. She saw no sense in waiting. Waiting was a weakness. Quickly she rinsed her bowl, spoon and mug… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on November 16, 2009 at 6:12pm —
She sat in the car outside the school hall, listening to the ping of the engine cooling while she waited for her daughter to finish dance class. In her mind she compiled a list of all the things she had to do; all the things that made her wait: collect her son from sport, guess her husband’s return time from work and sort the three foot high pile of washing. She glanced at her watch, wanting to hurry the time, and then watched the hall doors for a glimpse of pink tulle to come… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on November 15, 2009 at 6:06pm —
I told my wife I was going out with the boys for a beer at the local and she said that was ok because she was meeting her best friend for coffee a little later. I risked investigative questions by putting on my leather jacket, but the wife seemed to take no notice. It was getting difficult to keep this online dalliance a secret, but we had never actually met in person, just emails and texts. The little Italian restaurant we had agreed to meet at was out of the local area so we wouldn’t be… Continue
Added by Adam Byatt on November 13, 2009 at 6:24am —