Three sentences

Ok. So I’m not doing Nano. Not even close to that level of readiness yet, for a variety of reasons.

But I’ll still be writing. I’m not going to make any promises as to how much, I’m just going to write for the fun of it and see what happens.

And maybe get my critical analysis paper done for the college app, too.

Three-sentence horror stories

#1

The rain pounds the windshield, making everything white and featureless as the taxi driver veers along hairpin curves and over potholes big enough to swallow cows.

Inside me, I feel the baby’s limbs wriggling, widening their confines – tiny legs kicking aside tendon and bone to get ready for birth.

I had a hysterectomy ten years ago.

#2

The first female President-elect placed her hand on the pebbled vinyl finish of the Bible’s cover as the oath was read.

“Do you, Kim Kardashian West, solemnly swear that you will faithfully execute the office of President of the United States, and will to the best of  your ability, preserve, protect, and defend the Constitution of the United States?”

“Yeah sure, whatever.”

#3

The patient was laid out on the table, his head neatly sawed open, the brain carefully dissected and digitally re-assembled for study.

In his final days he had become a crazed, tormented monster, gouging at his own flesh and finally committing suicide by jamming fondue forks into his ear canals until they met in the middle.

When the tests were complete, the coroner was astounded to find that the poor fellow’s brain was eaten through with tiny tunnels of missing tissue that, when viewed from precisely the right angle, formed the words “Too many cooks…”

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