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Immaterial Girl (vignette)

That’s not even an attempt at a working title for whatever story this winds up going into. I just couldn’t come up with a name for it. It won’t be “Immaterial Girl,” though, since I already have “Emma-terial” as a … Continue reading

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This One’s For You, Bud

The sun rose on the beautiful desert landscape, just like it had the day before, and like it would the next day. A city dweller unused to such a site would have been in awe, but to Bud Green, a … Continue reading

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Idea: Snatched During a Test Drive

This one is more in the invisible tickle-monster pocket: I go to a car dealership and find myself drawn to an extra-large SUV, something I’d ordinarily not pay any attention to — horrible gas mileage, horrible to park, etc. The … Continue reading

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Watergun

I was lying there burning up, and all of a sudden I felt these streams of water shooting into my face. I opened my eyes to find a green plastic water pistol hanging about a foot away from my face, spraying away. Continue reading

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Full Service

A very belated repost from John Doe’s Writings, followed by the commentary from the original post… Imagine, if you will, that you’ve been driving all night on the way to your vacation spot. Just before leaving, though, you had an … Continue reading

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Talking Car

Not long after the runaway-van dream, I had a daydream triggered by a guilty conscience that went like this: I had an on-and-off relationship with this girl I’ll call Lisa. Once when I went to visit her, knowing she was … Continue reading

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Runaway Van

I used to drive a paratransit van, and I worked odd hours that made me feel like the job was taking over my life. One night I dreamed that while I was at work, I parked the van on a two-lane one-way street to get something from the store, and for some reason I left the keys in the ignition of the van.

When I came out of the store, I heard the van’s engine starting and got scared, knowing that if anyone saw the keys in the ignition and got in I’d have no defense if they took the van. I could see from where I was standing, though, that there was no one in the driver’s seat! Continue reading

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