Chapter 2

Chapter 2 of the as yet named novel started in 1993. This chapter, we find out what happened at the stroke of midnight, as well as the rest of day.

*** The following is the chapter that follows Chapter 1 from the unnamed novel. (note: this was originally written in 1993)

Festival of Samhain

Halloween originated as a festival to cast out evil spirits from the body, soul, and home.  These days, parents send their children out to roam the neighborhoods.  It seems some things never change. . .
-excerpt from Curtis Tyre’s journal [October 30th]
Plus ça change, plus c`est la même chose.
(The more things change, the more they remain the same.)
-Alphonse Karr from Les Guêpes [Janvier 1849]

The moment the clock in Greenwich shifted from :59 to :00, there was a loud clap of thunder, and the power went out.  Only the candles on the tables lit the room.  The entire bar shook and spilled many glasses to the floor, of which several broke.

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Chapter 1

*** The following is the chapter that follows Prologue.

The Meeting

Fate plays little tricks on us.  You might think you have free will, but try as you might, you can’t prevent things from occurring if they are meant to. . .
-excerpt from Curtis Tyre’s journal [September 5th]
Iacta alea est.
(The die is cast.)
-Julius Caesar:  from Plutarch, Lives, Romulus, section 32

After he gained the information acquired a day before, Curt made a phone call that would start a new chapter in his life.

“Hi. Is Timothy home?” Continue reading “Chapter 1”

The Winter Fest, Part 2 (Slice of life from novel in progress)

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After leaving Ingrid behind, Alex was more determined to find someone to hang with. Curt, on the other hand, just wanted to meet up with Shaun because he liked to keep to a schedule. As the two, with different agendas, walked through the fest, Curtis looked back to see if he could find the person he bumped into. Continue reading “The Winter Fest, Part 2 (Slice of life from novel in progress)”

The Winter Fest (Slice of life from novel in progress)

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Winter Tree

A breeze blew through his long hair forming a wave in the air as he hurried down the street to meet Alex. Fall had just ended, but the gust in the walkway was reminding Curtis that Winter was now upon them. Although he was in a rush, the wall of air before him was slowing his progress. Continue reading “The Winter Fest (Slice of life from novel in progress)”

End of November Update

OK, a few quick things:

  1. I have been depressed over the loss of Stan Lee and William Goldman. Two of my personal heroes.
  2. I have a turducken thing I will be writing up but am delayed because of…
  3. Had a foster over the extended weekend and he threw my schedule off completely.
  4. I MIGHT post the first chapter of the novel that follows the Prolog. I might not.
  5. Still waiting on parts from The Table of Ultimate Gaming (TOUG), which is the reason there has not been a follow-up. Trust me; it seems like it might not be nice the way things are going.
  6. The roof saga will be coming soon.
  7. More fiction on the way. If anyone wants to throw a topic out there or several things to include and I might write something based on it.
  8. Another alcohol recipe is on the way as well as an update for the Dark and Gloomy.

That should do it. More to follow in a few days.

Gratuitous dog picture
Gratuitous dog picture

A Cautionary Tale: Just Desserts

The story you are about to read will make no sense. As how would it be possible to tell this story, if these circumstances were true. I cannot in earnest tell you the why that I am able to relay, only the facts in the manner in which they transpired. Continue reading “A Cautionary Tale: Just Desserts”

Prologue

**Note, this was written in the early 90s. Technology was different then. It was pre-casual internet use. Also, a modern term replaced something that was bugging me at the time it was written. That term was not in general use at the time.

Beginnings

My father once told me that change will occur when you least expect it.  I feel the winds of change blowing.  Does that mean that nothing will happen?
-excerpt from Curtis Tyre’s journal [September 4th]
There is nothing in this world constant, but inconsistency.
-Jonathan Swift:  A Critical Essay upon the Faculties of the Mind [1707]

October was less than three weeks away. By the look on Curt’s face, he Continue reading “Prologue”

A Cautionary Tale: Sometimes the Truth Hurts

Grey Squirrel

A long time ago, when the world was just a bit younger than it is now, there lived a pair of squirrels. Rhea, the older of the two, was a grey, fluffy, flying squirrel. Rocky, the younger, was also grey, but more in species than in color, as his fur, unlike Rhea’s, had a black streak down his back. Unlike Rhea, Rocky could not glide, let alone fly. Continue reading “A Cautionary Tale: Sometimes the Truth Hurts”