Entries By WDC
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sneaky
So sneaky was the young boy that he could walk into a room and no one would see him. He was as see-through as air, and he knew he’d learn everything there was to know about her in his preferred state of being.
Posted By WDC On 12.08.2011 @ 9:21 pm
obey
He obeyed the stop sign as he should. Two minutes later, two glock 9 millimeters were pointed at the sides of his head. The car or your life, one thug said. Lower one gun and I can get out, he said to him.
Posted By WDC On 12.04.2011 @ 7:40 am
concern
He had mild concern about carrying out the plan of action. Little thought had been given to the likely outcomes. Intuition was a strong indication of the probability of success, but only when balanced by logical reasoning.
Posted By WDC On 09.18.2011 @ 11:25 am
account
He took into account the consequences of his actions only when it was befitting to do so. Those times were fewer these days, as he did what he had to in order to avoid slipping back down the slow decline of homelessness.
Posted By WDC On 09.15.2011 @ 8:18 am
rally
He stood at the rally chanting for the end of universal health care, not knowing that the cancer growing inside of him would lead to his bankruptcy by this time next year.
Posted By WDC On 09.13.2011 @ 11:41 am
distinguished
He carried the most distinguished cane at the race track. Women swooned at the sight of his dapper attire. To think, 100 years from now this place would be populated with little more than gambling addicts and washed up bookies.
Posted By WDC On 09.10.2011 @ 2:15 pm
bars
The neon sign in the bar window flickered like an aged light house lulling ships to a jagged, rocky shore.
Posted By WDC On 09.09.2011 @ 8:41 am
existence
The existence of the object was all too subjective. Why couldn’t anyone else see it? Was this a hallucination or was it actually there. If anyone else could see it, you wouldn’t know from their behavior.
Posted By WDC On 09.08.2011 @ 8:30 am
insect
The political party made efforts to “insect,” that is to say, “become a sect,” in service to it’s own principles like gods, not the will of the people it represents.
Posted By WDC On 09.07.2011 @ 8:07 am
ant
The ant practiced swooning his girl ant-friend with a super-jive cool walk. He knew where a hidden stack of crackers was near a large kitchen closet too. A perfect first date.
Posted By WDC On 09.06.2011 @ 7:26 am
pepper
Was I worth my salt? I’ve always referred to myself as more or a pepper man. Not the coarse, ground kind. I mean the bright green unprocessed kind at the supermarket.
Posted By WDC On 09.04.2011 @ 9:57 am
salt
The salting taste of the air lingered for moment, and he thought this is what the first moments of creation felt like
Posted By WDC On 09.03.2011 @ 9:57 am
mole
The mole winced as he overheard the crucial bit of information that would earn him a higher status in the agency. Guilt mixed with elation.
Posted By WDC On 05.18.2011 @ 2:13 pm
styrofoam
The styrofoam cup was barely enough to contain the heat from the molten liquid that was the hot chocolate. He knew he had to take a sip or risk insulting her.
Posted By WDC On 04.23.2011 @ 12:59 am
alumni
The alumni dinner would be tainted by her memory — that is the memory of her skin, her scent and her laugh. No alcohol, he committed to himself.
Posted By WDC On 04.09.2011 @ 4:48 pm
digital
The digital language of the nanobots was bizarre. Something they had made up themselves as a means of mocking their creators. Like school kids passing notes when the teacher’s back is turned.
Posted By WDC On 03.28.2011 @ 11:48 pm
woven
The woven carpet crushed firmly under his feet. The place smelled of fabric, dried and raw. The girl he was with leaned into him. “That’s the one. He took it.
Posted By WDC On 03.25.2011 @ 10:49 am
