Thursday, June 30, 2016

Time was in short supply but forever loomed like the shadow of a shark just below the surface.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Tuesday, June 28, 2016

In only a decade the city had managed to kill off the last of its seamier haunts.

Monday, June 27, 2016

Professor Blane, tired of facing the onslaught of trash culture, sat on the beach sipping a tropical drink and imagined himself playing a fiddle while Rome burned.

Saturday, June 25, 2016

Too drunk to land a decent punch, Bobby didn't stand much of a chance of making it out of the bar in one piece.

Friday, June 24, 2016

Our world felt like a damsel in distress tied to train tracks by our own stupidity with no hope of a last-minute rescue by a glamorous hero.

Thursday, June 23, 2016

He flung himself off the swing in an attempt to impress his grandfather but instead bungled it and hit the ground hard, arms and legs akimbo, at the old man's feet.

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Out of step with the mainstream and unable to tap into the zeitgeist, Adele's work died with her.

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

She had no compunctions about asking the most intimate questions of strangers.

Monday, June 20, 2016

As he grew older, Garrett's quest for risk only grew bolder since as a gonzo journalist his career lay in writing about his own exploits. 

Saturday, June 18, 2016

We sat on the cold sand in the dark with the crashing of the waves loosening our tongues as we revealed our most secret selves to each other.

Friday, June 17, 2016

A darkness was coming and it wasn't just because the sun was sinking below the horizon.

Thursday, June 16, 2016

He had become like a piece of beach glass: his rough edges smoothed out by the constant hammering of the outside world, the clarity of his vision slowly clouding.

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Death loomed in those days, sat at the dinner table with us, and was there when we went to bed at night and woke the next morning.

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

"You called me a freak and halfwit, but now that my ship's come in, here you are hat in one hand and your other out hoping I'll drop a little scratch into it," said Willy with a world-weary sigh and a knowing shake of his misshapen head.

Sunday, June 12, 2016

Some mornings nothing seemed as important as soaking in the sun pouring through the window and listening to the birds outside.

Saturday, June 11, 2016

She was considered a queen by the city's deviants, oddballs, and degenerates.

Friday, June 10, 2016

Thursday, June 9, 2016

Paranoia and hospitality ran rampant in the family so much so there was either a gun under your pillow or a mint on top, and sometimes both.

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

Dave's perception of women was colored by the 1980s ZZ Top videos he watched growing up.

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

They were both as disappointed with each other as they had been the first time they had made love thirty years earlier and realized why they hadn't stayed together in the first place.

Monday, June 6, 2016

My life felt stuck in fast forward and that I'd lost the remote control between the couch cushions years before.

Sunday, June 5, 2016

All he could focus on that morning were the gaffs he'd drunkenly made the night before.

Saturday, June 4, 2016

With the party over, Dana felt like one of the half-inflated balloons that forlornly floated a few inches from the floor.

Friday, June 3, 2016

That first night outside of the city he was unable to sleep as the sounds from the forest seemed louder than those of the old neighborhood.

Thursday, June 2, 2016

I woke up that morning with a feeling that the world had subtly changed overnight and I had become the butt of a cosmic joke.

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

They all rolled over on their backs, wagged their proverbial tails, and let the demagogue have his day.