Eliza massaged her temples and stifled a groan. Someone was practicing their ten-piece drum band inside her skull and there wasn’t even a tempo she could make out. Just a steady throb. She hated this time of year. “No,” Eliza groused aloud, “It’s not the time of year. Bureaucracies are always like this, so it…
Category: Song Inspired
Sailing to the Stars
“Let me help.” Michael exhaled through clenched teeth at the sound of the voice. He was in no mood to deal with people. A deep breath and a quick count to three was enough to talk with the man who had become his neighbor six months ago. “Thanks for the help. Casting off has always…
Language
“That’s the eighth time you’ve dropped the F’ bomb. Do you mind?” “My life has just gone in the shitter and you’re counting how many times I said the word fuck.” “You’re thirty-five not fifteen, you’d think you could come up with another way of expressing yourself without every other word out of your mouth…
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