Chapter 2: Maneki Neko
Quote: Have you ever felt uncomfortable in your own skin? Maybe there's a reason... I've been accused of being the sort of guy who "doesn't get out much." That's probably more true than even I'd like to admit, but I counter the argument with good...
Chapter 1: Going to the Dogs
Quote: Have you ever felt uncomfortable in your own skin? Maybe there's a reason... Jeremiah Pym is a private detective - not the flashy gun-toting gumshoe of old, but a quiet, respectable shamus of modern day who earns a modest living on...
Housewarming
"Feels like Witness Protection." Mal looked up sharply at Bobby's comment. The handsome lion quarterback stood to the side of the front window of the apartment, peeking through the curtain like a spy in the old thrillers of the sixties, doing all he...
Dispatches II
From the _Northwest Florida Daily News,_ Section C (Sports), below the fold: HARRIS OUTED Niceville High Star Athlete Subject of Controversy Local-boy-made-good star quarterback Bobby Harris figures prominently in a series of photographs put onto...
Natural Habitat Interviews 5: Ophelia, and The Ten Questions
James Lipton: We welcome now Ophelia Featherstone, Esq., whose anthropomorphic form is that of the _caniformia musteloidia mephitidae._ OPHELIA: You can say "skunk." There's nothing the least bit wrong with it. James Lipton: I suppose that I'm...
Visitor's Vita
When Lightwing and I got to the den, I half expected to see Rainmist in the same chair I'd seen her in last night, gazing out the window. Tonight, there was no rain to attract her attention, so I wasn't all that surprised to see her in one of the...
Rooibos and Reflection
The stairs from the South Tower weren't as grand as the central stairs up to the living quarters, nor as beautiful as the stairs on the north side, with its warm display of windows. This staircase was as wide as the stairwell on the north, but the...
Epilog -- Famous Last Words
That was more than two years ago now. Much has changed since then, and I thought that I should tell you what's happened. Darkstar informs me that this is called "breaking the fourth wall." That's a construct of narrative, he says. Truthfully, my...
Reunion, Part 3
By the time I'd gotten home that evening, I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders, like some huge grimy cloak that I couldn't shed or clean off of me. I tried to get rid of it by standing for a long time under the hot spray of my shower; it...
Will You Serve
The drive back to my house -- I still couldn't quite call it "home," for so many reasons -- was calming, thoughtful... thought-full. I didn't feel burdened or depressed in any way. I wasn't even whelmed (Darkstar assured me that it really was a word)....
Dispatches
Mac griffith, over in psych, is developing a theory that tristan black wolf created in the late 70s when still an undergrad.
Control
_"All right, LISTEN UP!"_ The sharp command caromed off the walls of the gymnasium, bringing a swift silence from the hundred or so students seated on the bleachers. All were part of the varsity and JV teams spanning all disciplines, called in for a...