http://fictiondaily.org Good Stuff To Read In Places You Wouldn't Normally Look Thu, 09 Feb 2012 17:10:52 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.com/ http://1.gravatar.com/blavatar/110a87858b24797a9a8fdf0a8027d31a?s=96&d=http%3A%2F%2Fs2.wp.com%2Fi%2Fbuttonw-com.png http://fictiondaily.org http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/09/short-590/ http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/09/short-590/#comments Thu, 09 Feb 2012 17:10:19 +0000 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/?p=5178 ]]> We sprint toward the bed, high on laugh-gas, slumber party glee.

]]> http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/09/short-590/feed/ 0 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/09/long-585/ http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/09/long-585/#comments Thu, 09 Feb 2012 17:05:25 +0000 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/?p=5184 ]]> Ringing phones start too many stories.

]]> http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/09/long-585/feed/ 0 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/09/genre-576/ http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/09/genre-576/#comments Thu, 09 Feb 2012 17:00:28 +0000 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/?p=5181 ]]> My New Year’s resolution is to make an honest living, which means I have thirty minutes to complete this job.

]]> http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/09/genre-576/feed/ 0 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/08/short-589/ http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/08/short-589/#comments Wed, 08 Feb 2012 17:10:03 +0000 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/?p=5168 ]]> It tasted as pure as a spring, clean as a tap cooled by moss—he was impressed with those ideas—when a mountain of wave crashed down on his back with a sound of metal breaking.

]]> http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/08/short-589/feed/ 0 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/08/long-584/ http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/08/long-584/#comments Wed, 08 Feb 2012 17:05:05 +0000 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/?p=5174 ]]> I just want to say right off that I am not a busybody.

]]> http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/08/long-584/feed/ 0 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/08/genre-575/ http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/08/genre-575/#comments Wed, 08 Feb 2012 17:00:18 +0000 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/?p=5171 ]]> They called it the deathless one, a collective of dark matter that lived in a void between realities.

]]> http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/08/genre-575/feed/ 0 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/07/short-588/ http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/07/short-588/#comments Tue, 07 Feb 2012 17:10:02 +0000 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/?p=5160 ]]> With arms of seatbelt wrapped around her waist, windshield eyes upon her face, keytapping in the ignition, the air vents whispering to the beat—she swirled and turned, dipped downand stretched up, wiggled and shook, finally loosening her hair.

]]> http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/07/short-588/feed/ 0 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/07/long-583/ http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/07/long-583/#comments Tue, 07 Feb 2012 17:05:31 +0000 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/?p=5165 ]]> In the semi-darkness of his childhood evenings, Lhasang’s father, Tsepon, enacted the life of King Gesar of Ling.

]]> http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/07/long-583/feed/ 0 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/07/genre-574/ http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/07/genre-574/#comments Tue, 07 Feb 2012 17:00:51 +0000 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/?p=5162 ]]> Five years can seem like ten or even twenty when every night something bad can happen. You dig your trenches and hope for the best.

]]> http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/07/genre-574/feed/ 0 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/02/long-582/ http://fictiondaily.org/2012/02/02/long-582/#comments Thu, 02 Feb 2012 17:25:02 +0000 davidbacker http://fictiondaily.org/?p=5157 ]]> There were three: the white river made of stones, the white river made of feathers, the white river made of net.

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