July 29

improve your life substantially by engaging in the activity suggested by the following text

 

PART I- I was reading something the other day about, well I don’t remember

Chapter 1: Prologue
Why people would wait for something to happen when they know perfectly well it won’t

Hey, hold on a second.

Uh, okay: some guy decided to live “intentionally” or something and was earthy or something and was a beautiful, complex, and fragile creature and all that.

Meanwhile, I guess there was some other guy, who worked in, like, let’s say an office. He also had some interesting or relevant qualities, though, I’m pretty sure.

Now, between the two of them, they each understood some things that the respective other did not. About life or something. Then there was like some big other, too, just for contrast, or possibly for some other reason.

Their stories intertwined in some way or other and they both came to see something about themselves; each other; and about life in the process. I don’t know, maybe they were brothers, too.

Chapter 2: Our Story Continues

PART II- A Journey of personal discovery

Chapter 3: The time I went somewhere, but changed slightly just to condense things

He felt something when he went down to the baggage claim, when he was out among all of the people, the car drivers with their signs and other humans waiting for family members or for friends which made him feel alone, but the good kind of alone, where no one notices you, and when he got his bag and stepped through the doors he noticed it was warm, that the sun was shining; and he was alone but the people were actually warm too, though. he was used to it this time.

last night he had been drinking with his friend in chicago and had stumbled up the steps and had gotten on the plane and now he was a bit tired, but a good tired, he was visiting his friend.

Chapter 4: So yeah he went and visited his friend and it was fun or whatever

PART III- You have to try to do something I guess, I mean apart from waiting for death.

Chapter 5: Sorry
I don’t want to write, I don’t want to do anything, not even drink, and you don’t want to read this really but you are so bored or something that it is better than going out and trying to look like you care.

Chapter 6: I feel … well okay really.

PART IV- Now what?

Chapter 7: And so on.

July 24

The butterfly

 

I gave my grandmother a butterfly. Silver with magic beads .With a little zipper on top. Unzip the zipper one will find coins long worn from time.ordinary coins nothing special .

Years past i found a magic butterfly .I remember it. I gave it to my grandmother. We sit looking at the butterfly and crying .Why we cry i understand ,the little girl who gave her grandmother a butterfly died,she’s gone forever . I didn’t give my grandmother that butterfly.
A young girl who believed in magic and fairies did . That child is gone she wount return for time has drowned her with age with knowledge and logic.

Now sits a woman with a family of her own .she loves her grandmother but not with the love of a child . And most of the time a woman’s love to her grandparents is mistaken for ignoring and forgetting them.

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July 18

New Tales of Terror

 

The new story from G. Arthur Brown, author of Cracked Time, The Silky Ice, Hollywood Forgot the Death, Roses of Secret, The Predator’s Danger, The Slave of the Eye, The Music-Box For the Devil, Flames in the Valley, Azure Edge, The Vacant Witches, The Force’s Ice, Infinite Hunter, Evil Genome, Undead Cube, Seven Monster For Invisible Grave, Adventure is Strange, Out of the Delicate Devils, The Damned Dimensional Affair, Chain Magic, The Sucking Petals, A Big Lightning At Captain Nemo, The Scientist that Must Not Fight, Elysium Without Mad Birds, Brothers is Muddy, The Revolt In the Phantom, Lovely Witch, The Secret Mechanical Fog, Pirate in the Drapes, The Revolt In the Phantom II: Doctor With Vampiric Inheritance, and The Shades of Ancient Space Men:

Lawrence was an author of genre fiction. He lived alone, somewhere in New England.

He sipped a fine cabriolet and looked at his typewriter.

“You know, typewriter. We’ve written a lot of stories together and most of them were just to fulfill deadlines for publishing slots to maintain my position as a midlister living month to month, trying to stay sane.”

The typewriter wrote a short message back: YOU SUCK AND I HATE YOU. KILL YOURSELF, KILL YOURSELF.

***

Lawrence awoke in a panicked sweat. He panted and turned on the bedside lamp.

“By God, I know what my next book is!”

The lamp flashed back to him in Morse code: OH NO YOU DO NOT YOU HACK STOP KILL YOURSELF STOP

***

The lamp woke up and snuggled close to the typewriter.

“I had a bad dream. I dreamed we were the pawns of a genre writer and weren’t in control of our own destinies,” the lamp said.

“Oh my,” the typewriter replied. “I dreamed YOU SHUT THE HELL UP SO I COULD GET SOME DAMN SLEEP!”

Outside the bedroom window, a genre writer masturbated…

July 16

WALTER AND THE TV

 

Why should I say anything, Tammy said, stroking back her hair as Walter watched the TV. It never moved, the TV. It was always where it should be and always it would. Walter watched the TV every day and on weekends when there was nothing to do he watched it some more. It was as if Walter’s watching of the TV was to some extent a secondary occupation but without the pay.

Why don’t you say something, Tammy said, but it was not in the form of a question. Walter looked up from the TV and gave Tammy a look. She stroked back her hair again, this time more forcefully, then turned and left the room leaving Walter and the TV to their own devices.

What are you gonna say, Walter said.

The TV said nothing more than what it could say.

July 8

TV

 

Mrs. Wilkins left the office at five. She had worked there for more than twenty years. When she arrived home she undressed and made some tea. She also warmed some leftovers. Upon loading the dishwasher she turned on her TV and reclined. The night was over for Mrs. Wilkins. Just as it has been many nights after she has left the office at five to come home and make some tea with warmed leftovers. When Mrs. Wilkins speaks and no one listens it is because she lives alone unless the faces on the TV count. But what is TV to Mrs. Wilkins. What is TV to anyone.

July 7

WATCHING A MOVIE – EPISODE 2

 

Hey Barb, come look at this story I’m watching!

WHAT’S IT ABOUT?

I don’t know the name of the story. I missed the first 10 minutes, but its stars Arnold Schwartz and the N word.

SCHWARTZKOFF?

No, no, the governor with the name with the N word.

WHOSE GOVERNOR?

I’m talking about the governor of California, the one that’s married to that Kennedy girl with the Jewish last name.

WHAT KENNEDY GIRL, CAROLINA?

No Maria Shiva!

OH HER.

Yeah!

HOW CAN HE BE GOVERNOR IF HE IS FROM SWITZERLAND? I THOUGHT YOU HAD TO BE AMERICAN TO BE GOVERNOR?

That’s because he’s married to Maria Shiva. That’s why Bruce Willis wrote that song, “Born in the USA” as a hint to him.

I DIDN’T KNOW THAT.

He’s not Governor anymore. I heard he wants to make movies again about his wrestling career.

OH YEAH?

Yeah, did you know he was the star in all the Exterminator movies?

OH YEAH? I NEVER SAW THOSE. WHAT WAS HE EXTERMINATING?

Mad Max and his Thunderdrone army.

OH, I THINK I WANT TO SEE THOSE!

Ok, we can rent it from Paper View.

June 30

WATCHING A MOVIE

 

Hey Barb, come look at this movie I’m watching!

WHAT IS IT?

Oh, I’m not sure, I missed the first 10 minutes or so, but it’s good

HOW DO YOU KNOW IT’S GOOD?

It stars that guy that looks like Jimmy Depp? His movies are always good

WHO?

Jimmy Depp! The guy in Pirates from the Caribbean

YOU MEAN JERRY DEPP?

Yeah him, Robert Browning Jr’s brother

IT’S ROBERT DOWNING JR. AND HE’S NOT JERRY DEPP’S BROTHER

I always mix them up

WHAT’S GOING ON SO FAR?

Well those two cops in that car are apparently up to no good, and that guy there in the black sweater, I think that’s Bruce Willis, is some kind of vigilante against crooked cops I think

WAIT, WAIT, HE JUST SHOT ONE OF THE COPS IN THE CAR. OH MY GOODNESS, THAT’S A LOT OF BLOOD

Ooooh! The black cop really got aced

THE BLACK COP IS BRUCE WILLIS?

No, the vigilante guy!

THAT’S NOT BRUCE WILLIS, THAT’S VAN DIESEL!

Oh crap, a girl’s in the back seat, she shot Ban Diesel

I THINK THAT’S JULIA ROBERTSON

Her name is Julie Roberts and that woman is not the same body shape

SO, MAYBE THEY PHOTOSHOP HER BODY FOR THE PART, THEY CAN DO THAT YOU KNOW

That’s not her. That’s Halle Barry

OH, YEAH, I THINK YOU’RE RIGHT. THAT’S HALEY BARRY

June 29

The Bottom

 

This doesn’t work.

I know, I‘ve tried it over and over.

What’s wrong with it?

It’s broken.

I know that, I mean what’s wrong with it.

I don’t know, I mean it’s broken, I don’t know.

Who broke it?

I don’t know. I didn’t.

I didn’t either.

I didn’t think so.

Somebody broke it and it wasn’t me.

It was fine before.

Yeah, it was fine before somebody broke it.

It wasn’t me either.

Hmmm.

What do you mean?

Nothing, it just seems strange.

That it’s broken?

No, that you nor I broke it.

Well, we didn’t.

I didn’t.

I didn’t either.

Hmmm.

What.

I don’t know, it just seems strange.

What are you saying.

I think you know what’s being said.

No, I don’t. Why don’t you tell me.

I don’t have to tell you.

Yes you do.

You already know.

I don’t know anything.

It’s broken.

I know, and I didn’t break it. You didn’t either.

But somebody broke it. And it wasn’t you.

Right, somebody else broke it. It wasn’t either one of us.

Not you.

No, and not you either. What are you getting at?

The bottom.

You were there when all this started.

It’s lonely at the bottom.

So you’re admitting you broke it.

No. You did. I’m alone at the bottom because you’re not here.

I have no idea what you’re talking about.

And now you’re going to make a break for it.

That isn’t funny.

No, but I am.

June 26

The Bar

 

A man walks into a bar, but he is blind, so he actually walks into a laundromat. None of the machines work because he is also not in a laundromat but in the arms of an angel. The angel says something but the man hears nothing because the angel is merely a sofa at a discount factory outlet. Though furniture does not have speaking capabilities, she does figuratively say, “I’m 50% off!” The man pulls out a wallet with nothing inside except nutrition. In short, he has only pulled out a Summer squash. The produce manager asks if everything is okay, but everything is not okay because produce managers do not scratch at the door to be let out. That is funny though because there are no cats allowed in this particular bar.

June 24

Solution

 

I’m not here.

What?

I’m not here.

But you are here.

You can see me?

Uh, yes…

Oh. Sorry.

What?

I’m not supposed to be seen.

What? Why? I mean, what are you—

I’ve confused you.

Well, yes, but…

It’s simple, really. I am here and you can see me but I’m supposed to be invisible.

Now I’m really confused.

You were confused before and now you’re more confused?

Something like that.

Yeah, it is a confusing situation.

But I can see you, so you’re here and not invisible.

Right, but as I said I’m supposed to be—

Invisible.

Right.

Ok.

Maybe I should leave.

That would solve everything, wouldn’t it.