Do You Really Want To Know What Happened To My Eye?
You do? Well, you asked.
Once upon a time there was a handsome man. He too knew the art of chainsaw juggling, but he could only do it when the chainsaws were unplugged–otherwise, he became entangled in the extension cords. Still, I was impressed; it was so...
The Visit
Whatever wants to be written will be written. Whatever calls out to me will be a song. Whatever crosses the yard at night will be photographed and charted. Whatever crosses the sky will be remembered. Whoever speaks will be heard. Whoever listens will be repaid. Whatever...
Babette
Dear Babette, when I heard that you had lost your bicycle, I was torn up inside. I felt like a pack of wild hyenas laughed and chewed my insides out. I know how much your sweet, sweet feet loved to pedal on that bicycle, and I am sorry to hear that it is gone.
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Scenes from A Stranger in Barcelona
At June's Action Fiction!, Omnibucket presented its first experiment in performed screenplays - assigning actors to perform Bobby Bell's script "Scenes from A Stranger in Barcelona."
We...
The Woodcutter's Wife
At this month's Action Fiction! we were proud to have a previously published piece by Ben Black performed: The Woodcutter's Wife, a new take on classic fairy tale.
That's our favorite kind.
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Sharps and Flats
The music sheets fluttered about the hard wood floor as she danced on them with her shiny tap shoes, her giggles filling the room like bubbles, distorting reality with pastel reflections of the room and her face.The soft curve of her dimpled cheek and pure pink of her...
Where the Laughter Starts
I’m 35, and I just got my sense of humor last week.
Everybody thinks they have a sense of humor – I always thought I did – but the truth is that almost nobody knows how to laugh when it really counts.
I’ve been in prison 10 years.
Armed robbery is...
Another word for justice
There were two guards. They handled him roughly. They tossed him into a metal room, and before he could stand up they hauled him to his feet and strapped him down to a cold and uncomfortable chair. In front of him, sat a dark haired officer in an unusual uniform....
Tango for Beginners
She’d seen them as soon as they’d come in. They sat down, alone, on the little benches and stared out across the wide wooden floor as though it were an ocean at high tide. It wasn’t just that they were alone, though: In a room full of dancers, it’s easy to spot the...
Dreaming
The mother was dreaming about the closet.
The closet was always there, just around the corner in Bill’s room, a closet with a lock on the outside.
She’d only been put in there three times, but it seemed like fifty because of the dreams.
No louvres....
