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A Work of Art

1 October 2009 in Adult, death, fiction, horror

I feel perfect when I create a new work. I enjoy seeking the person, examining the way she walks; the nuances in her movements, her petty asides to friends. I am not concerned about her facial features. I will not use her head.
What interests me most;  enthralls me, excites me, is what is beneath her skin.Those marvellous organs, designed just for me, for my art.

I have my notebook now in my hand and I am studying her, reading her thoughts,(more…)

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Manly Beach

7 September 2009 in Humor

Why should we know about snow? For goodness sake we live in Australia, land of sun, beaches and gorgeous blond surfers in skimpy bathers.

So when this snow stuff hit us, we were literally caught with our pants down. Around our ankles.

Where on earth did this silly stuff come from? Oh, we knew about the Australian Alps, Blue Cow and all those other resorts that the rich go to, to get get laid and drink in front of a big fire.(more…)

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CAT and DOG

7 September 2009 in Humor, War, fiction

Cat lay silently, the agony from his injuries tensing his muscles unbearably. Through his pain, he heard faint sounds; they were regular and nearing him. He reached slowly for his knife, testing the blade with his thumb. His breathing stilled as the barely heard rustling came closer.

He relaxed as he felt the fingertip touch the sole of his bare foot. It was Dog, his mate. He could barely understand the code Dog was tapping on his foot; his mind was(more…)

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Oops!

3 September 2009 in Humor, fiction

Oops! Is definitely the first word. It first came about when a Neanderthal man chucked a megaceros on the dirt in front of the doorstep of the hitherto warm, and welcoming cave mouth. He admitted that apologetic exclamation, complete with subservient grimace, when he saw the look of glowering anger and impending explosive result on the face of his previously warm and welcoming cave mate.

In embarrassment, he would have crept to the side of the compound, lifted his kilt and(more…)

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The Mirrie Dancer

3 September 2009 in Mythical, Romance

A breath of wind stirred lazily, circling the far north tundra. As it circled, fine dust rose to join it, exposing small areas of permafrost. The wind strengthened, gaining energy from the frozen land beneath it. The wind ate, becoming stronger as it fed. It grew and spread its turning circle wider, seeking for more energy.

Presently the wind tired of its game on the tundra; ancient urges arose, compelling it move over the dry, cold land. It gained speed and(more…)

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Hands Up! This is a Stick Up!

15 August 2009 in death, fiction, guns, robbery, violence

“Hands up, this is a stick up!” the balaclava clad man said as he menaced the store clerk with a gun. The store clerk eyed him with amusement, rolling his eyes.

“Oh, man, you gotta be kidding, with that pea-shooter?” the clerk laughed, “Fer goodness sake, my son’s got a bigger pea shooter than that just for the toilet! Get Outa Here!” the clerk turned away, resuming his checking of the cigarette cartons he was loading into the rack. He felt(more…)

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When the Angels Struck

29 July 2009 in Humor

It was a heavenly morning, everything was right with the world, and all was perfect peace. Not a soul was in sight, clouds were fluffy little wisps of vapour. Nothing stirred the air, not a bird, an aeroplane or an angel.

Wait! No angels? Who’s minding the store? Who’s checking the souls into the “Eternal Rest” condos? More importantly, who’s clicking the ‘down’ button by the gate? No one.

Presently, there was a smell in the air, not an aroma, or a(more…)

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D.W. James, a brief biography

29 July 2009 in Fishing, Humor

James, or Jimmy to those who irritate him, asked for a short Biography. He allowed us to know that he fished, didn’t do well at school and was an elephant circumciser. I knew he was an expatriate Scot, due to his late night emails reeking of single malt whisky.Jimmy, your fifteen minutes of fame is upon you.

Life, for our hero, was quite uneventful in the early years. The mishap in the Kirk so many years ago had not marred him(more…)

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A Brief Encounter

29 July 2009 in Romance, Sad


“Don’t move, you are so beautiful,” the deep, rich voice said quietly,” I like the way the sun plays with your hair.”
Jenny, startled from her daydreaming, turned suddenly. Her eyes widened in fear as she saw him.

“You’re an -an-” she stammered, scrambling quickly away from him.

“Alien,” He said, finishing her sentence, “I am.” He grinned at her, great, white teeth sparkling in the bright sun.

“You startled me, I didn’t know we had any aliens here in Australia.” Jenny  flashed(more…)

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