Saturday, September 30, 2017

Change came like a semi with bad brakes hurtling down a mountain road.

Friday, September 29, 2017

Depression and fanaticism were kindred spirits, Ivan realized during the rally.

Thursday, September 28, 2017

Away from the party with its peels of gay laughter echoing through the mansion, he sat for a moment in quiet contemplation wondering if he'd created a persona or a cage.

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

"You're like Beethoven unable to hear his greatest works performed," Elizabeth told me, "you're deaf to the beauty you're capable of, but unlike the great composer you can do something about it."
The food was exceptional, the atmosphere stunning, but her date, pallid in every sense, had her wishing she'd just stayed home, where this very minute she could be eating takeout Chinese and channel surfing in her pajamas.

Monday, September 25, 2017

The unprovoked attacks against the protestors continued unabated but only spurred on more everyday people to pour into the streets and join them.

Sunday, September 24, 2017

With death sitting on his chest grinning at him, Donny realized all the money in the world couldn't save him.

Saturday, September 23, 2017

The notebook found on the street revealed the plans for the coup but who it belonged to was never determined.

Friday, September 22, 2017

The crunching of the leaves underfoot and the smoke lazily drifting from the chimneys helped him forget about the world's crushing problems for a few minutes.

Thursday, September 21, 2017

We spend more time caring about—and staring at—the stars of the Hollywood variety than the ones directly above our heads.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

I wondered what part of our diet was the worst for us, the sex, violence, sugar or instant gratification.

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

The world was a game show in which entire countries were being voted off.

Monday, September 18, 2017

That mundane conversation continued to pinball through Dave's brain for years afterward even though it held no significance he could discern.

Sunday, September 17, 2017

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Friday, September 15, 2017

I listened to the music, now more than thirty years old, and wondered where all the time in between had gone.

Thursday, September 14, 2017

The window was open wide, but his wounded heart was shut tight and kept him from feeling the cool morning air on his face, hearing the birds sing praises to the sun, or smelling the freshness of the dew-drenched trees and grass.

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

She played the piano to the point of exhaustion, her fingers bloody, but still they weren't satisfied.

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Communal living wasn't for Tim as he hated washing other people's dishes.

Monday, September 11, 2017

The novelists hated the essayists who despised the bloggers who loathed the Twitterati who scoffed at cat videos, the makers of which wanted nothing more than to break into the movie business, yet secretly detested film directors who looked down their noses at everyone except novelists.

Sunday, September 10, 2017

"Freedom ain't free," he shouted in her face, spittle flying, as he prevented the woman from exercising her right to free expression.

Saturday, September 9, 2017

With every milestone he achieved Matthew could only see the next challenge that lay ahead.

Friday, September 8, 2017

Her life played out on social media, a star in her own mind and on the feeds of her fewer and fewer friends.

Thursday, September 7, 2017

The Greek chorus had become the peanut gallery had become Internet trolls.

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

The government redacted the facts but couldn't manage to wholly erase the truth.

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Helen's jaunts into the city that had once been a thrilling adventure in her twenties had become a stomach-churning and fear-inducing struggle two decades later.

Monday, September 4, 2017

He read the newspaper for entertainment and got all his news at the barbershop.

Sunday, September 3, 2017

Jim's tattoo of a dotted line with scissors that read "cut here" eventually caught up with him.

Saturday, September 2, 2017

"Love will always conquer hate," read the trampled and bloodstained sign.

Friday, September 1, 2017

He lay in bed listening to the howling wind, which seemed to be whispering something about the changing season just under its breath.