HeyJaredHotspvrre
Original fiction: new novel, serializing now; selected short stories; most of the serialized novel, Tales Told Out of School, presented in video read-alouds.
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Norovirus ≠ death, but, (opens the original)
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If it had gone on, yes, it was like death, except, no light to follow, no light. That’s why Norovirus is worse. No light. Not even a pinhole of God beckoning to “Come on, dude, look up, we’re up here!”Ladies and gentlemen, step right up and see for yourselves, the human Roman candle! The burden of proof was very low, according to Aioogle, that it was Norovirus yesterday, given its lightning attack and Fourth of July symptoms, so I’m going with self diagnosis. Also, I’m not going near a doctor or
The burned-down Waffle Iron Resort, 1. (opens the original)
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Disaster hits finally and irrevocably, telling nothing about itself, like waves rippling from a cushion where guests have sat for twenty years: pallets smouldering and charred from a managed bonfire the night before in the barnyard; a gas can to be found; plenty of fuel in a house and barn; vengeance, veering over the fence, a consummated accident. There is a prone figure in the weeds; a loose beast; a whirl of released energy; of the unbothered siblings who fix their jawlines, and the wayward w
someone we know needs deprogramming (opens the original)
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What do you do with a person like this?As my wife recovers from heart surgery, she’s just heard from someone in her friend group who’s made her own email announcement. She’s known her very well, since the last century.“Friends, I guess it’s my turn for some health news of my own. My doctor recently discovered a lump in my breast which has led to a biopsy, and now to surgery.” Ugh, it’s awful — awful how common breast cancer is for women, opening them up senselessly, no matter how conscientious t
Cletus (opens the original)
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Eight o’clock, Saturday morning. Late summer, 2006. Fifty-two degrees. Calm. Beautiful day with combed clouds on Lake Superior.Two black columns had just risen in the last ten minutes straight up from the shoreline birch and firs. The old resort was on fire. It had burned to the ground before and been rebuilt. A man in his mid forties stood watching, hands on his head.Magnetized by fearful flames, he also studied the home’s charisma, its white windows, red-stained but charring pine siding and se
Fair warning (opens the original)
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Hi, anyone!How’s it going? Anything happening, rivaling reality? You wearing your heart on your sleeve, to be pecked at by daws? Well, I have written some new fiction for the next chapter in The Waffle Iron yesterday and today. What is it .. about a thousand words. Pantsing it because what else can you do after a dry spell?I’ll post it this weekend. Writing this blurb bolsters me from chickening out by strapping my fingers to a public announcement, thereby shaming myself out of cheating you. So,
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