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I can't believe I haven't read this book. I better get on it because the movie looks really cool.
Your Own Volition (a #flashfiction)
"Can't you just do it?"
"No, you must do it of your own volition."
"Will it hurt?"...
"Yes. If you have changed your mind…"
"No! No, I want to do it. I do. I just need a moment."
"You have had your moment. There are others who will take your spot, make your choice. Now."
"Okay, I'll do it."
This podcast is vital for all creative entrepreneurs. Mark is charming and informative. Binge season 1.
A Drop of Blood (a #flashfiction)
God, this was getting too easy, Jared said to himself.
He slipped the wallet into his pocket and walked quickly, but not too quickly, out of the subway station. When he got home he pulled out his haul for the day and began to riffle through; cash in one pile, credit cards another, IDs and finally trash for all the photos and keepsakes these idiots seemed to insist on cramming in their wallets. He got to the wallet he'd pilfered at the subw...ay station. It was high-quality leather, black and scaly. Hmm, Jared mused, maybe this is worth something.
He opened the wallet, pulled out the contents and spread it on the table. Cash, check. A lot of cash, nice. Credit cards, check. Amex Platinum, excellent. Hey, maybe he could take the rest of the week off. He put the Amex in his pocket. There was very little in the way of keepsakes in this wallet, other than the cash and the credit card; there was a single piece of brown paper folded into a tiny square.
Jared was going to throw it in the trash, but something stopped him. It could be the pin number for the card, he thought to himself, sometimes the old guys had to write them down. He unfolded the paper; it was covered in elaborate symbols and swirly writing. In the centre was a series of interlocking triangles. Jared's left eye started to water. He traced his finger over the triangles. His nose began to bleed.
A drop of blood fell onto the paper. Pain shot through Jared's left eye as the front door of his apartment burst open.