The year was ADR3498 and the old republic guards were worn out from the constant battles that had taken their toll over the last two millenia. Many had come and gone.

He'd flown to Arkansas before but not dressed like this. The lady in first class wouldn't even make eye contact with him. He had to ask twice to get a scotch. She brought Jack

The sullen President sat in his office. The election returns were in and he had lost big. He contemplated his options. He was still Commander in Chief, so perhaps if he

All he wanted was a drink of goddamn water. He had eaten 8 pounds of extremely salty jerky and mistakenly bobbed for apples in a salt water tank. He sprinted at the Sparklets

"Something smells gross," she said, flitting her hand in front of her nose. He said, "That's my sausage." His sausage had been stinky because

What was so remarkable was that it was the first specific thing I could remember about that night other than walking out of there alive. J. Kelso, my former employer had used

The bridge isn't long enough to come round more than once a year and mostly in the summertime. Time here is like a honeycomb that glistens in the golden light just before dawn.

As a little child, he would spend hours in the woods, picking up rocks to see what squirmed beneath. It was a metaphor for his life now, he realized. He spent his days

There were several restaurants just around the corner that would sell you a tiny chunk of salmon for thirty bucks, but I was more interested in the cookies. Ever since I had

She put on the cocktail apron and adjusted her earrings. The guests would be showing up any minute. All that was in the pantry was decaf coffee and nutmeg. Trouble was brewing.

The rat-a-tat-tat...rat-a-tat-tat...rat-a-tat-tat... had been bothering her all night. Why wouldn't they leave her be? The stench from her bedroom is reason enough to kill a man.

Once upon a time, a man decided he was going to kill every ninja on earth.

The streetlight cast just enough light through the hovering insects to create silhouettes of the six combatants. Even though I couldn’t make out individual features, I knew most

On his journey to the second continent, the eleven gods confronted him and battled for thirty days at sea. That part of the sea still boils twenty-five years since.

The desert continent became his first conquest, leaving in his wake a sea of glass and smoldering crystalline statues.

“Take a look at me now,” he chortled into the dishwasher, “all the workshops of these colleges are kidding themselves. The students are a prop for the prof's alcoholism and

Sally Temple was always so self-conscious about her sixth finger-- or rather, the sixth finger on her left hand; she had eleven total. She even considered cutting it off one day.

The

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, ready or not, here I come

When oh when would the rain stop? Shareen spent another hour staring out of the window at