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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 […]

May 13, 2014

Assisi & Brannan #15: Following A Lead

“What are you saying?” Peter gave me a look that bordered on irritation and curiosity.  “You are obstructing the case.  Did you know that?” “Peter, she’s not missing!  I got a text from her.” “How do you know it’s her?  Anyone could have sent you this text.” He was right.  It could’ve been a temporary, […]

May 12, 2014

Anchors No More #17: The Drawing Board Beckons

Sebastian Restrepo sat glaring at the map, as did Daniel, James, and Steven Jenkins, the only scientist in the fugitive group with actual military training. Steven had come up through the ranks of the army science corps and had made it through three months of mandatory boot camp, honing a workable proficiency in weaponry and […]

May 07, 2014

Toxic #17: Is There a Vaccine for That?

“Human.” And he’d been working for the fairies for eighty-seven years. Which made him… Oh, holy crap. I’d thought a Centenarian was cute. There had to be something icky in that, even if he looked twenty. “How exactly does one go from being human to not human?” Vincent stared at the dance floor, his eyes […]

May 06, 2014

Assisi & Brannan #14: Cornered

“Ready?” “Yes,” replied Catherine. I nodded at Fuz. “Here is something for you,” he said.  “Put it in your key chain and squeeze if you need me.  I’ll be right outside the club and I can be inside in no time.” It was a small gadget that looked like a fob. “Do you really think […]

May 05, 2014

Anchors No More # 16: Nothing But Your Over-Easy Heart

After hours of debate, Holly gave Daniel a frustrated glare. “It has to be that way, there’s no other choice.” Daniel’s gut was acetous with a combination of not understanding the mathematics for himself and not being comfortable with the reality of their final plan. He knew she was right but there had to be […]

Apr 30, 2014

Toxic #16: So That’s What Vampires Look Like With a Tan

“Toxic Cinema, #160 – So That’s What Vampires Look Like With a Tan.” It’s classic Seventies horror cheese at my house tonight, featuring the perma-tanned George Hamilton as Dracula. “Love at First Bite” has some pretty dated jokes, but even I—a rabid old school vampire fan—have to admit I liked the idea of Vlad moving […]

Apr 28, 2014

Anchors No More #15: Successed To Death

Holly believed what she was hearing but she didn’t want to. How could she want to hear that, let alone admit it was true? She perspired as she listened, his words emetic to her already fragile physical state. “It was all in place,” Daniel said, “as soon as they got their hands on you two […]

Apr 23, 2014

Toxic #15: Vodka and Venom Don’t Mix

It was his eyes—those beautiful, mesmerizing, mercury eyes. They’d done something to me that I didn’t want to recover from. Then his lips grazed mine, and it was about them, too. The music was gone. The ratty couches and stale beer smell was gone. There was cherry and sugar and something Damian, and that was […]

Apr 22, 2014

Assisi & Brannan #13: Catching Up

Katherine and I hosted a party that night. By the time we were ready I had already forgotten our conversation in the morning where she tried to match make me. But the past has a way of catching up and making you remember things you don’t want to. Like the envelope with my story and […]

Apr 21, 2014

Anchors No More #14: Meanwhile, Back at the Immaculately Funded, Heavily Guarded Ranch…

Tobias Vanderhoff was in a foul mood. He had already called his wife and told her he would not be coming home that night, probably not for the next several nights. She was pissed, as he guessed she would be, and this only added to his already soured disposition. Entering the lab after that phone […]

Apr 16, 2014

Toxic #14: The Dangers of Pie

Great. Just great. This angel-faced, devil-lipped guy, this guy that I’d been talking to willingly, was one of the monsters. He had to be if he knew I was meeting Vincent. And I didn’t care. I mean I did, but I didn’t. It was his eyes. His t-shirt. Damn it, it was his everything. I […]

Apr 15, 2014

Assisi & Brannan #12: Best Friends

I get more texts from my roommate Katherine than anyone else. Even Sam.  She was my dorm roommate in freshman year and we’ve been friends since. That year she invited me to her home for Thanksgiving. Katherine was a trust fund child who grew up in Atherton.  The driveway to the house was so long […]

Apr 14, 2014

Anchors No More #13: Speaking of Worms…

As the night progressed, Gary and Holly got what they needed. After some soup and sandwiches, they were left alone to rest. Sleep eventually came for Holly following a restless hour where she tossed on the adequately comfortable couch, too worn to speak of the thoughts surging through her consciousness yet too emotionally dynamic to […]

Apr 09, 2014

Toxic #13: Michelangelo’s David Was a Dog

“Great. Just great.” The one time I was trying to hang with supernaturals and they weren’t even there. What was I supposed to do? Play spit on the drunk kids down below? I picked a group of couches that looked safe and hovered behind them. Maybe I should sit. Maybe I should get a clue […]

Apr 08, 2014

Assisi & Brannan #11: Vineyards and Hills

The last winery was Savannah Chanelle Vineyard at the top of a hill. Tucked away from the road, it was secluded and sweet. The group was well into the late stage inebriation. They tempted me with a glass of wine since this was the last stop. “C’mon Garnet, have a drink! One glass.” Sam would […]

Apr 07, 2014

Anchors No More #12: Never Mind The Dog

Restrepo pulled the car into Franklin Automotive, a grungy looking auto repair garage on the outskirts of Pratt. He drove around to the back and parked, sitting in the car with Gary and Holly for a moment before saying, “We’re here,” and opening the car door, “Take your bags and let’s get inside.” Holly gabbed […]