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The Wayward Son

On January 13, 2015January 13, 2015 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

I'm proud of this short story. It's long, almost a novella, and I could see it growing into a novel one day. If you'll stick with it, it's got a good message, but it requires acceptance of an 'R' rating and patience to get through all the drugs and sex before any lessons get learned. FEEDING …

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The Kids Are Evil

On January 1, 2015January 1, 2015 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

This is the third installment in what will be a short story. The first was “Feeding the Line.” The second was “Make Room for Daddy.” THE KIDS ARE EVIL Darin and Ellen watched as Ben complimented his son for a surprising ability to fry tasty crappie. They had fish, fries, and the slaw Ellen had …

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Make Room for Daddy

On December 30, 2014December 30, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

Eventually, this short story is going to be known (I think) as “Getting to Know Darin.” The first part was called “Feeding the Line.” Ellen Sloan was quiet. She was plain. She could have been beautiful if she cared about it. She preferred to be forever underestimated. She seemed too shy for larceny, but that …

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Feeding the Line

On December 28, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

Here's the first installment in another series of short fiction. “I been thinking,” Ben Fowler said, as his son climbed into the Silverado. “Me and you ain’t as different as we think.” The boy didn’t reply. He was eighteen, thought he was twenty-one, and knew enough to be dangerous. He had his iPod and his iPhone …

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High, Wild, and Handsome

On May 30, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

The boy showed up at the third-turn crossover gate in the coveralls he wore while racing his go-kart. The security guard recognized him and waved him across the track in the yellow ‘55 Chevy his dad had given him for his sixteenth birthday. Beau Farnsworth was feeling his oats, having won his 35-lap feature earlier …

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High, Wild and Handsome, Part Three

On May 27, 2014May 27, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

            On the Monday after he won the all-star race, The Winston, for the third time, Beau was tied up and ornery. He taped a commercial that would be adapted to sell Chevrolets for dozens of dealerships, the worst part was customizing a few words for every damned one of them. “So stop on by …

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