Thursday, April 30, 2009

The old man sat the boy down and explained to him that he would never have the same opportunities in life afforded his elders.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The drummer looked too stoned to keep on time, but somehow managed to keep the rest of the band, possibly more stoned, from disintegrating completely.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

He drove across the arid West Texas landscape thinking only of revenge.
They slipped into the dark house undetected, their knives raised conspiratorially.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Dale heard the noise again, a low wail that seemed to be coming from the closet.
They spent their days in each other's arms and their nights drinking alone.

Friday, April 24, 2009

The cat settled onto his leg and went to sleep, while he pondered the inner workings of the feline mind, feeling that the animal was a true gauge of his self worth since it only tolerated him every once in awhile.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

I drank with a man named Bill who smiled a lot until he told me about losing his wife in a car accident only hours before.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

They had marched across an entire continent only to die face-down in the swamp.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

The people he ran past seemed oblivious to the fact that he was desperately running for his life.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Paul and Colette sat staring at each other over their glasses of wine with nothing left to say.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

The old man waddled up the hill towards his small house unaware that passersby often laughed at him.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Standing in the shower the next morning she thought about her run-in with her ex-boyfriend and realized she still had feelings for him.

Friday, April 17, 2009

The people hurried home from work, driving past the abandoned building near the road, unaware of what was going on inside.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

He knew his chances in life were growing slimmer and slimmer and this helped push him towards the door and the promises within.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

The heat rose up in waves and as they sat on the porch he watched the beads of sweat fall from his wife's forehead.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

As he grew older he became more emotional and would often cry while reading the newspaper.

Monday, April 13, 2009

The hotel room started to sway and Christine began to hear screams, shouting and the sound of breaking glass and bending metal.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

It was a clear spring day and the mountains stood out in stark relief against the crystal-blue sky, but for David the memories of the last few days clouded his vision to the extent that it might as well have been darkest winter.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

John slid the paintbrush across the canvas leaving a long red streak like a new scar and then stood back to survey his work, thinking he had just ruined the best painting he had ever done.

Friday, April 10, 2009

He had always lived with the illogical fear that he would one day go to prison for a crime he didn't commit and then it came to pass.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

The man and the dog walked up the hill and into the woods, both understanding that this would be the last time.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

She walked into the room, eyes narrowed, hatred coming off of every pore, moved towards him and without a word fell into his arms.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

The sky hung close to the ground, the wind carried the smell of decay and the days became shorter and shorter.

Monday, April 6, 2009

The dawn came quickly, like a match flare in the dark, surprising Michael as he continued to wait for her to come home.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

He dug his hands into the earth and pulled them out again, feeling the cold dampness sift through his fingers and thinking that he was finally free.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

He stumbled down the cobble-stoned street, the sound of his singing bouncing off the ancient walls.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Thursday, April 2, 2009

"For the last time," he stammered, "I wasn't there and I don't know who killed her."

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Jim woke up with the vague and gnawing feeling that he had forgotten something—not work or home related—something important from years before.