Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Repudiated, spit on and reviled as "the wickedest man in the country" Dr. Thompson basked in his new-found fame.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

"Life is inherently unfair," I told her as we walked through the field, "some animals we love like family, others we eat for breakfast."

Monday, November 28, 2011

The world was moving too fast for Eustice who refused to get rid of his phone that required a crank and the same went for his car.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

With a shattering of glass and the stampeding of shoppers, the holiday season began.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

There was no ticker-tape, no cheering crowds, no medals, just a dark and lonely room in a VA hospital.

Friday, November 25, 2011

There were gunshots in the distance, a prelude to just another Saturday night.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Topper thought of his family as a derisive bunch of hooligans with a penchant for booze and bad decision making and included himself in that category as well.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

He watched the police from his hiding place, a sense of childlike anticipation at what they were about to discover.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

The police began to suspect the looting from the night before had been perpetrated by Brooklyn hipsters since the only businesses hit were vintage record shops, up-scale second hand clothiers and coffee houses.

Monday, November 21, 2011

Gordy woke up that morning, showered, got dressed, ate and was halfway out the door before realizing he was, as of now, a "former" police detective.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

The weed-choked and desolate resort was once the height of fashion.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

We watched the sand blow across the deserted beach and understood this would be the final season.

Friday, November 18, 2011

With the collapse of their arch rival's football program the school's boosters began kicking around for another team to hate.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

As a parting shot, the gardener spent all night clipping the hedges into shockingly accurate depictions of his employers in acrobatic, and possibly illegal, sexual conduct.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

What my dog found in the woods that morning would rock our small Southern town for a generation.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Lulu, who only liked to make love during rainstorms, began to suspect there were ulterior motives in her husband's insistence they move from Arizona to Seattle.

Monday, November 14, 2011

The sky was an Impressionist painting, the town a Norman Rockwell print.
Luigi was up to his neck in mayhem when all he ever wanted was a brush in his hand and a canvas before him.

Friday, November 11, 2011

"That boy ain't gonna make it in prison," the drug dealer waiting to be sentenced said aloud as the teenager was dragged from the courtroom, wailing.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

He didn't hear the warning shouts over the holiday din until it was too late and he had been beaten nearly unconscious with a turkey leg by his overworked wife.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

The writer stared at a statue of himself now residing in a city park and wondered if the fraud he had perpetrated would ever be discovered.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Desperadoes no longer, they settled into family life, but at night they would dream of being on the run with a gun in one hand and a sack of money in the other.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

The circus remained at the edge of our consciousness the whole year and yet its arrival as the first leaves began to fall always seemed to sneak up on us.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

"They threw the bums out and replaced them with idiots," lamented Jones reading the morning paper.

Friday, November 4, 2011

The Rev. Bigalow, tired of his flock's ambivalence, began using PowerPoint in conjunction with his sermons, hoping to spice things up with pie-graphs and charts.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Cold coffee and runny eggs aside, the waitress with legs for days and a smile to match kept Hank coming back.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Sid was seen that post-Halloween morning on a walk of shame, Gumby head in hands and the smell of beer, stale cigarettes and cheap perfume clinging to his costume.