Bobby had only one dream in life.
He wanted to be a “Blues Reviewer” — and he’d sell his soul to the Devil if he could only write about musical things he loved online.
Continue reading → Bobby the Wannabe Blues Reviewer: Ten Sentence Story #155
After he got home from a long day at work, Jerald had a nightly tradition that he carefully followed with help from his wife.
A day spent in the trenches of his cubicle rich office and being surrounded by nothing but talk of computer programming made Jerald long for something more cultural and interesting.
Continue reading → The After Work Routine: Ten Sentence Story #154
I am the Night Train Killer.
You must catch me if I can.
I will kill again.
Continue reading → I am the Night Train Killer: Ten Sentence Story #153
Becky was watching the debut of the Yankees against Tampa Bay this afternoon when she decided to figure out what she wanted to watch after the baseball game.
Her eye landed on QVC and she couldn’t believe what she was seeing from 8-10pm tonight in the program description:
New, HD, Jewelry, tableware and fragrances inspired by artifacts from the Titanic. (Shopping, 60 Mins.).
Continue reading → Titanic Perfume for that Dead Fish Smell: Ten Sentence Story #152
Jerald had a difficult time finding friends at the age of thirty-four.
He wasn’t the sort of person to go out to bars and didn’t participate in most group sports.
He further did not particularly enjoy the kind of music that would get one out of the house and into a music venue and so he never met anyone that way.
Continue reading → Making New Friends: Ten Sentence Story #151
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