Sweeping Day
Sid’s sweeping up the streets after the Fourth of July. He’s got a broom in his left hand, a sack in his right hand, and three sacks on his belt. Jane walks past. “Hey,” says Sid. Jane spins her head...
View ArticleSummarizing the Reasons for the Delay
Nasar argues. Nasar is trying to build a Constitution. His efforts are, he believes, noble, and will, as he imagines them, meet the deadline given to him. Then he sees the telltale animation for Force...
View ArticleShould Siggorts? (I/I)
The doom of Spattle approaches. It is like this. Sid and Max are talking. It is 1989, and Max is an adult now, a breaker of horses, and he lives in Spattle. They are sitting on the balcony of Max’s...
View ArticleThe Devil and His Daughter
When the Devil showed up to troll Tanith’s blog, he hadn’t planned to read it. It was his goal to speak his point, succinctly, and block it in with obstacles to dispute. He said, “Everybody knows if...
View ArticleOn the Origins of Common Foods
Flying on a plane is very nice. It is not as nice as wings. But it has more peanuts. Unless you are a peanut elemental, spreading great peanut-pattern wings. Then the peanuts of a plane are...
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