Tag: Creative Writing

City of Rumors (Finale)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

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City of Rumors (Part Four)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

Continue reading City of Rumors

City of Rumors (Part Three)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

Continue reading City of Rumors

City of Rumors (Part Two)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

Continue reading City of Rumors

City of Rumors (Part One)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

Continue reading City of Rumors

100 Word Story – Broadcast (Finale)

The world has become so technologically advanced that old forms of communication and hearing information could have easily be phased out of existence. However, those old ways were just reinforced, being improved to stay modern and relevant. Sending mail across the world, sending a fax through, and even simple courier services are still in use today. But for me, I prefer the use of radio.

Having my own radio show as a way to converse and hear the opinions of others is a great way to help get information out and about. I could share something that others may not know about and I could learn about something that may have my interest. As long as people can back up something weighty and give proof for something that may be outrageous, then the information is worth knowing.

But having theories and conspiracies based on nothing, that just drives me up the wall.

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100 Word Story – Broadcast (Part Four)

The world has become so technologically advanced that old forms of communication and hearing information could have easily be phased out of existence. However, those old ways were just reinforced, being improved to stay modern and relevant. Sending mail across the world, sending a fax through, and even simple courier services are still in use today. But for me, I prefer the use of radio.

Having my own radio show as a way to converse and hear the opinions of others is a great way to help get information out and about. I could share something that others may not know about and I could learn about something that may have my interest. As long as people can back up something weighty and give proof for something that may be outrageous, then the information is worth knowing.

But having theories and conspiracies based on nothing, that just drives me up the wall.

Continue reading Broadcast

Lyrical Vibing

Music is a powerful tool. From creating mental images from sound, helping somebody fight their inner demons and breakthrough difficult times in their life, or even help mask the sound of taking a life, music has its number of uses. It can be used as a signal to start a major event. When toyed with and manipulated, it can help turn a barren hallway into one lively dance floor. Or, if you’re a much simpler person, music can just be something nice to listen to.

People sing along to the lyrics they hear, or even freestyle when they hear a song with no words. Remixing on the fly with hands for drums and feet for beats, music can be made anywhere and anytime. It’s just as diverse as people: no two songs are exactly the same, all being flavored with different flair. Music is just spectacular.

It can help you forget the stressful part of life, helping you ease right on through. With enough practice, it can even put a person in a trance.

With the sounds of the hectic city drowned out by my music, I ran through the rural streets towards the train station.

My head kept bobbing as the rhythm took over my body, the snares acting like audio signals for my movements.

He turned his attention to my headphones that were near the train car door, “Your singing was nothing but loud, obnoxious noise to me and the others.”

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100 Word Story – Broadcast (Part Three)

The world has become so technologically advanced that old forms of communication and hearing information could have easily be phased out of existence. However, those old ways were just reinforced, being improved to stay modern and relevant. Sending mail across the world, sending a fax through, and even simple courier services are still in use today. But for me, I prefer the use of radio.

Having my own radio show as a way to converse and hear the opinions of others is a great way to help get information out and about. I could share something that others may not know about and I could learn about something that may have my interest. As long as people can back up something weighty and give proof for something that may be outrageous, then the information is worth knowing.

But having theories and conspiracies based on nothing, that just drives me up the wall.

Continue reading Broadcast

100 Word Story – Broadcast (Part Two)

The world has become so technologically advanced that old forms of communication and hearing information could have easily be phased out of existence. However, those old ways were just reinforced, being improved to stay modern and relevant. Sending mail across the world, sending a fax through, and even simple courier services are still in use today. But for me, I prefer the use of radio.

Having my own radio show as a way to converse and hear the opinions of others is a great way to help get information out and about. I could share something that others may not know about and I could learn about something that may have my interest. As long as people can back up something weighty and give proof for something that may be outrageous, then the information is worth knowing.

But having theories and conspiracies based on nothing, that just drives me up the wall.

Continue reading Broadcast

100 Word Story – Broadcast (Part One)

The world has become so technologically advanced that old forms of communication and hearing information could have easily be phased out of existence. However, those old ways were just reinforced, being improved to stay modern and relevant. Sending mail across the world, sending a fax through, and even simple courier services are still in use today. But for me, I prefer the use of radio.

Having my own radio show as a way to converse and hear the opinions of others is a great way to help get information out and about. I could share something that others may not know about and I could learn about something that may have my interest. As long as people can back up something weighty and give proof for something that may be outrageous, then the information is worth knowing.

But having theories and conspiracies based on nothing, that just drives me up the wall.

Continue reading Broadcast

100 Word Story – The Coupon Incident (Finale)

For once, I would just like to have a normal graveyard shift go by without any kind of incident. Between then alcoholics trying to buy even more beer when they come in or the homeless guys from down the block trying to steal some food before going into hiding for the night, I would like to have just one uneventful shift.

I really wouldn’t mind sitting behind the counter most of the shift waiting for a customer to come in and calmly buy a pack of smokes or a cheap lotto ticket. I mean, why the hell do the morning and mid-shifts get all of the polite people while I get all of the weirdos?

And why the hell am I always on my own during this? Thank god there’s a security camera to catch this all going down.

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