Elegy Flynn leaned against the bar glumly. She cupped her chin in her hands and rested her elbows on the bar. “I’m bored.” I was lying on the couch, reading a magazine for the eleventh time. I was bored too. There hadn’t been a paradox in quite some time. That was what Elegy and I [...]
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I rolled one of the balls on the pool table towards a pocket. “Elegy, I’m confused.” It stopped just short of going in. “I really hate the conversations we have that begin this way,” said Elegy Flynn, the goddess of Fate I traveled through time with. She was lying on the couch in the time-traveling [...]
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Unfortunately, I’m going to be unable to provide an Elegy Flynn story for July. I’m really sorry about this. I don’t take breaking a commitment lightly, but I also feel, in terms of priorities, that letting an Elegy story slide makes the most sense right now. There are a few reasons that I’m going to [...]
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The door to the bar swung open, and a man with shaggy red hair and a goatee walked in. “Well, if it isn’t my favorite bar,” he said, “and my two favorite ladies.” “Hi, Brody,” said Elegy from the behind the bar. She was stacking rocks glasses. Elegy was a Fate. I lived with her [...]
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I squinted. “Why does the bar look like a hospital?” Two seconds ago, I’d been holding a rum runner and wearing normal clothes. Now, I was holding a syringe, complete with a wickedly glinting needle, and wearing an antiquated nurse’s uniform. The time traveling bar that I called my home usually resembled an eighties sports [...]
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Achava Zenon stormed into the bar, slamming the door behind her. She clutched her head with one hand. “Shit!” she said. Achava was a volur, which was a person who was unstuck in time and traveled around fixing time paradoxes. Achava hailed from sometime in the twenty-fourth century, from what I gathered. Unfortunately, the bar [...]
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For Andre. At least I know you’ll get the jokes. Elizabeth Peters slammed the door of the bar behind her. “I’ve done it,” she said, striding across the room to slump down in a stool. “And now I’d like some wine.” Lizzy was a volur. That meant she traveled through time fixing problems that time [...]
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A disgruntled goddess of fate. A time-traveling bar. Barely functioning alcoholics saving the world.
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I was inside the bathroom in my apartment. My boyfriend Richard was pounding on the door. “You better come out of there, Cathy.” It was early evening, but Richard was already drunk. Back when we first started dating three years ago, he never got this drunk. Now it seemed like he was drunk all the [...]
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With all the hoopla last week about That Last Onset, I didn’t want to overload anyone, so I waited until this week to upload the first Elegy Flynn short story. It’s available for $.99 on Amazon and Smashwords. It will be posted to the blog at the beginning of February when the next story becomes [...]
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