Quite the Life (and all in Times New Roman 10pt!)
War Crimes is a flash piece which grew out of my research into clashing cultures.
The sad part is the story is based on real events of the 20th century.
A friend recently told me about England’s “grooming gangs” and, in my ignorance, I wondered if he meant roving beauticians doing random makeovers in the street.
What I’ve learned is that we, as a species, haven’t evolved.
Or, if we have, we need to stop the process because what we’re evolving into will probably mark our demise as a species.
I asked fellow Midnight Garden anthology contributors to share some things about themselves prior to publication and those generous enough to do appeared in previous Midnight Garden posts for the past week or so.
Each entry gives a taste of their contribution, a little about them, how to contact them, how their story came about, and definitely a link to Midnight Garden (which you should purchase because it would make each and every one of us happy.
you do want to make us happy, don’t you?
i mean, considering what we wrote, you want us to know you’re a good person, right?).
This is the last post in the Midnight Garden series and is my…
Grand Ture:
I asked fellow Midnight Garden anthology contributors to share some things about themselves prior to publication and those generous enough to do appeared in previous Midnight Garden posts for the past week or so.
Each entry gives a taste of their contribution, a little about them, how to contact them, how their story came about, and definitely a link to Midnight Garden (which you should purchase because it would make each and every one of us happy.
you do want to make us happy, don’t you?
i mean, considering what we wrote, you want us to know you’re a good person, right?).
Anywho, having run out of authors to post about, I now turn my posting eye on myself.
We’ll round out Midnight Garden posts with my five contributions to the anthology, this time…
The Exchange:
It’s always a joy when one’s work is appreciated.
And as part of Yellow Mama‘s Valentine’s Day issue…
Ah, to be loved.
Like Jessica is.
By Owen.
(you can also find Owen and Jessica on these posts)
the meaning of the message is the response it elicits
A man is drowning in the ocean.
Another man, walking on the shore, sees him and calls out “Come this way. You’ll be safe once you get to where I am on the shore.”
The drowning man has been drowning for a while, has been struggling for so long, he has no strength left to get to the shore, and begins to sink.
The man on the shore calls out louder, “No, don’t give up. Come this way so I can save you.”
The drowning many dies and in death is transformed.
The man on the shore shakes his head and turns to walk away. The transformed man is standing there.
“Why did you stay on the shore? You could have swum out and saved me.”
“But then I might’ve drowned, too.”
So the one man, fearing death and not willing to leave his safety, never transformed, and never realized who he truly was, and who he could be.