A Dream (original)
I first wrote this back in 1999 or 2000, the very first story I wrote and posted online. It was basically a stream-of-consciousness thing, written as it came to me, so there is little continuity as you...
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Full disclosure: there is no actual airplane collision anywhere in this story. Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Table of Contents
View ArticlePlane Crash (1/?)
Full disclosure: there is no actual airplane collision anywhere in this story. The faint light of dawn fell upon the sleeping figure in the small, cluttered bedroom. Moderate snoring could be heard as...
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Full disclosure: there is no actual airplane collision anywhere in this story. Paulette and Robin, after experiencing the fondling, caressing, and other ministrations of the unseen hands, left the...
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Once they had passed the offending thicket, the source of the voices became plainly evident… Bryan was seated at a table, laughing and enjoying the company of… Paulette?! It took Paulette a moment,...
View ArticleDo Not Fondle the Merchandise (WIP)
This story’s been in the works for ages now. It was actually posted but I took it down to rewrite the beginning and never did get around to it. (Though I suppose someone out there will be happy to see...
View ArticleIdea: Snatched During a Test Drive
This one is more in the invisible tickle-monster pocket: I go to a car dealership and find myself drawn to an extra-large SUV, something I’d ordinarily not pay any attention to — horrible gas mileage,...
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I’ve really been enjoying my new car, a “bronzemist” 2001 Oldsmobile Alero GLS. Let me tell you about what happened to me yesterday… After work, I went out to my car, and when I got inside I saw a...
View ArticleFlashfic: Marla at home
As I entered the house, a bottle of beer came floating my way. “Hi, honey,” said Marla’s disembodied voice in greeting, as unseen lips pecked me on the cheek. “Hi, hon,” I answered, grabbing the open...
View ArticleImmaterial Girl (vignette)
That’s not even an attempt at a working title for whatever story this winds up going into. I just couldn’t come up with a name for it. It won’t be “Immaterial Girl,” though, since I already have...
View ArticleINVISIBLE DREAM GIRL IN MY LAP
In yet another dream, I was relaxing in an easy chair watching television when someone from the next room (I don’t know who; in my dreams there always seems to be at least one phantom family member I...
View ArticleAlone?
I’ve always had the habit of answering “I’ve been worse,” when people ask me how I’m doing. But this situation made it hard to realize just when I’d actually been worse. In a brief period of time: My...
View ArticlePlane Crash (3/?)
Once they had passed the offending thicket, the source of the voices became plainly evident… Bryan was seated at a table, laughing and enjoying the company of… Paulette?! It took Paulette a moment,...
View ArticleDo Not Fondle the Merchandise (WIP)
This story’s been in the works for ages now. It was actually posted but I took it down to rewrite the beginning and never did get around to it. (Though I suppose someone out there will be happy to see...
View ArticleFloating Wig
I walked into the office to find, behind the receptionist’s desk, a floating wig. That’s all. Just a wig, with a pair of glasses floating along with it. “Can I help you?” asked a feminine voice, from...
View ArticleIdea: Snatched During a Test Drive
This one is more in the invisible tickle-monster pocket: I go to a car dealership and find myself drawn to an extra-large SUV, something I’d ordinarily not pay any attention to — horrible gas mileage,...
View ArticleIncident Report
I’ve really been enjoying my new car, a “pearl white” Oldsmobile Alero . Let me tell you about what happened to me yesterday… After work, I went out to my car, and when I got inside I saw a paper cup...
View ArticleFlashfic: Marla at home
As I entered the house, a bottle of beer came floating my way. “Hi, honey,” said Marla’s disembodied voice in greeting, as unseen lips pecked me on the cheek. “Hi, hon,” I answered, grabbing the open...
View ArticleImmaterial Girl (vignette)
That’s not even an attempt at a working title for whatever story this winds up going into. I just couldn’t come up with a name for it. It won’t be “Immaterial Girl,” though, since I already have...
View ArticlePlane Crash (4/?)
Mary Prankster: “I just got word that a skeptic has just ‘landed’ in our fair realm. He’s an ebook critic from some upstart website, and when he learned about Subreality he dismissed it as some...
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