Stories from
May, 2013

Out in the fields, the old bosses dug bare-handed. Their young watchers didn’t understand their crimes and gave them water and chocolate.

Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) gives his report at He is working on a novel.

They were woken by a scream outside. He whispered, ‘Don’t worry, it’s city life.’

In the morning, a policeman asked them, ‘Nothing at all?’

JR Deschampsneufs: always learning the art.

You were the first to want space. Muttering I just need some air, you fled, and that was The Big Bang.

Now we’re all scattered everywhere.

Dawn Corrigan has just stepped outside for a moment.

You asked me to edit your memoir. It was much more satisfying after I replaced her name with mine.

Cheryl Chancellor lives on the other side of the looking-glass.

Subject line: I DON’T LIKE YOUR TONE.
Message: blank.

Eric Hawthorn has found that writing his own bio is the only time he can get away with referring to himself in the third person.