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Aug 04, 2014

Anchors No More #29: Maybe Show and Probably Tell

In the few minutes that passed between taking her position at the table and Steven and Cassie entering the room, Holly had time to think. She was positive that this was not a good thing. She periodically glanced up from the clipboard she feigned reading and each time saw at least one set of eyes […]

Jul 30, 2014

Toxic #27: Party Lines: All the Rage in 1937

My grandmother was waiting for me, hovering over my bed like the Ghost of Christmas Future. With the lightning shooting from her eyes, she was about as scary, anyway. “Whasup?” I slurred, my tongue too stupid to form English. Which probably wasn’t going to help my case. She sniffed, a dry, harsh sound that matched […]

Jul 29, 2014

Anchors No More #28: In Consideration of Recent Events

It was only a seven second pause but it felt like a million years to Holly, standing in the elevator car, leaning back slightly to keep her face hidden behind Steven and Carla. She forgot to breathe, caught herself and took a quick gulp of air. Vanderhoff was facing forward but still had his head […]

Jul 22, 2014

Anchors No More #27: There’s Nary a Locale Like Home

Down Hall C, turning left and then left again a little further, Daniel and Gary walked slowly with Restrepo positioned behind them a few meters. They passed scientists, guards and security cameras, finally taking a right and ending up in an empty hallway about thirty meters long. Restrepo took a few quick steps, closing the […]

Jul 15, 2014

Anchors No More #26: Stumbling Towards the Bump in the Road

Holly wasn’t sure how much more she could take. The pressure was building, welling in her chest, constricting the muscles of her shoulders and neck as she walked with Gary beside her, both of them close behind Restrepo and Kate moving down the long, busy corridor as casually as possible. Ahead, she could see Daniel, […]

Jul 09, 2014

Toxic #26: Leprechaun’s Gold

The dragon swiveled his head in my direction, his very large, and very gold, face filled with laughter. “Please don’t stop on my account. I’m not one to interrupt a good flirtation.” “Oh, my God,” I mumbled. “I was not flirting.” Arabus’s whiskers, sprouting from his cheeks like weeds, twitched. “Damian was, and there’s no […]

Jul 07, 2014

Anchors No More # 25 : And Then Came the Moment of Truth

Restrepo kept his rifle raised and pointed at Queen’s chest. This was it, both men knew it: the moment of truth. Scanning the dim room, Restrepo saw nothing noteworthy and turned his attention back to Queen again. They silently watched one another a moment before Queen raised his hands and stepped forward, “It’s just me, […]

Jul 02, 2014

Toxic #25: The Midas Touch

“We should be safe here until whoever it is goes back upstairs.” Even at a whisper, Damian’s voice was too loud. I could see nothing, not even a darker or lighter shade of black. With my eyes useless, all my other senses were heightened. Which might not be a good thing when standing in God-knew-where […]

Jul 01, 2014

Body Packaging #15: Asleep At The Death Wheel

Rodeo Drive, Beverly Hills   “Get your motherfuckin’ ass back in the car. Now!” Veronica Walters pressed her revolver’s muzzle into Sidney Martels’ right temple. “By the way, in case you’re wondering, this is definitely not a stage prop. It’s real and I know how to use it.” Sidney Martel, or the individual who was […]

Jun 30, 2014

Anchors No More #24: Twenty Meters and a Dream

They parked two miles away, creeping through the thin forest, moving quickly and quietly towards the ARLIS compound.  Holly made sure she stayed close to Steven, moving when he did, crouching down and holding still when he prompted her to do so. Steven had been charged with escorting Holly and Gary and he kept himself […]

Jun 25, 2014

Toxic #24: Spelunking for Beginners

“Are we supposed to be down here?” Fir’s cellar was dusty, dark, and filled with furniture that had seen the wrong end of a bar fight. And while I didn’t know him well, I did know the leprechaun wouldn’t like us wandering around his storage spaces. “Are you going to let it stop you?” I […]

Jun 23, 2014

Anchors No More #23: Of Loose Lips And Sinking Ships

Why did you do it, Lawrence Queen thought, wishing he had not looked at the clock on his phone, not right then. Shit. He looked around Vanderhoff’s office, waiting for the Lieutenant to get off of his own phone and return to interrogating him about his connections to Sebastian Restrepo and any foul play their […]

Jun 19, 2014

Toxic #23: Not Everyone is a Capitalist

“They’re unionized.” I stared at Vincent, trying to figure out what he was talking about. My mind wasn’t into studying, and it was obvious. Like a giant zit on a tiny nose. Not that it was my fault. My entire first week at the Dragon had been a disaster. I’d started out by insulting Fir’s […]

Jun 16, 2014

Anchors No More #22: When Now Met Never

Holly removed her jacket and pulled on a thick green sweater. Gary was still taking off his shoes, leaning against the wall by the door. Feeling his eyes upon her as she combed her hair briskly with her fingers, Holly asked, “What?” and he just shook his head and looked away. He threw his shoes […]

Jun 11, 2014

Toxic #22: Never Soothe the Savage Beast

Toxic. My entire body burned from embarrassment. One kiss and suddenly he thought I was a vampire junkie. Or dhampir junkie. Whatever. “Look, back off the whole Damian thing, okay? And the dean isn’t going to go for my throat in front of my father. He’s just not. So let me pretend to be polite […]

Jun 09, 2014

Anchors No More #21: I’ve Gathered You Here Today

The day of the raid on the ARLIS compound they had a large breakfast, eating quietly for the most part, only random jokes and stoic requests to pass salt or salsa breaking the still atmosphere. When they finished their meal, Daniel stood from his seat and gave the group a long loving look, saying simply, […]

Jun 04, 2014

Toxic #21: Taxidermy for Fun and Profit

I plopped down on the couch closest to the windows. My dad and the dean were going at it over the board, grabbing each other’s pieces as if they were playing speed checkers instead of chess. I ignored them; I had a great view of the werewolves circling the gardens from the couch. I could […]

Jun 02, 2014

Anchors No More #20: The Hurricane’s Blinking Eye

The night was cool and dark, barely a star in the sky. If not for the nagging feeling that she would probably be dead in a few days, Holly would have wished for a nice glass of wine and some mellow music, maybe The Drifters or Leonard Cohen, something classic and sweet. Siting with Daniel […]

May 28, 2014

Toxic #20: The Heimlich Maneuver: Saving Lives Since 1974

I stared at my plate and shook my head. My dad. Eating meat. If he made it through the meal without hurling, it would be a miracle. I focused on my food. I didn’t want to watch my dad choke anything down, and I didn’t want to look at the dean for obvious reasons. The […]

May 26, 2014

Anchors No More #19: All In On The Wildcard

James wasn’t sure of the idea and he gave Daniel an incredulous glance to make sure Daniel understood that fact. Daniel measured his partner a moment before asking, “What? Just say it.” James was as uncertain about voicing his opinion and adding to their exhausted anxiety as he was about Restrepo’s actual suggestion. He stood […]

May 21, 2014

Toxic #19: Sentimental Hairwork: Not Just for Victorians

The dean’s house was a giant Tudor, all grey stone and wood beams slashing through stucco. There were hedges, flowers, and little stone paths carving the grass into geometric swatches. One of the green spaces looked big enough to land a small plane on. As we slammed the car doors shut, something rustled in the […]

May 20, 2014

Assisi & Brannan #16: I’d Rather Be Someplace Else

The apartment was quiet just the way I liked it. I tiptoed past the dining room into the kitchen. I was ready to sleep. The light in Catherine’s room was on. I went in to say hello and found her packing. She said it had nothing to do with the text that I received at […]

May 19, 2014

Anchors No More #18: A Long Blank Look

Lawrence Queen wished he had not been a part of that particular conversation. He did his best to appear innocuous and unaffected by the dialog he had just found himself involved in, but he knew by the long steely glare he received from Vanderhoff that he was failing in his attempt. Even after walking away, […]

May 14, 2014

Toxic #18: Perky Enough To Punch

 “Toxic Cinema, #158 – Why Phone Companies Suck” I’m not sure what to say about “Netherbeast Incorporated,” other than its concept of vampires running a big corporation isn’t the way I usually think of my undead. Do we really think Dracula is holding board meetings and dealing with personnel issues? He’s sleeping in dirt and […]