off the shelves…

i haven’t done one of these in a while…so, bear with me…

Mister Chandler says…

It is easy to fake; brutality is not strength, flipness is not wit, edge-of-the-chair writing can be as boring as flat writing; dalliance with promiscuous blondes can be very dull stuff when described by goaty young men with no other purpose in mind than to describe dalliance with promiscuous blondes.

the juggernaut says…

Her peers had no intention of letting her out of the box they’d put her in; she was punished for even trying to break free. I had several classes with her, and was able to observe Dodie”s ruination at first hand. I saw her smile fade, saw the light in her eyes first dim and then go out.

Old Bill says…

We seek out the unknown, the unrewarded. The man who stopped and helped. Those who take in strays. The Johnsons of the world. We sanction the shits and reward the Johnsons.

Monkey says…

“Don’t worry about me,’ said Monkey. ‘I know what I am about.”

The philosopher says…

“You vine! Why do you praise me? Did I not cut you? I am cruel, you bleed; what does your praise of my drunken cruelty mean?”

Ms. Walker says…

But why, I can hear you wondering, am I up at this hour, and have been up all night? I will tell you.

the pornographer says…

I have tae get a move on. I should stay cool, look out from a distance to see who comes out that door, to be sure one way or the other instead of this torture in my head, but no, ah need tae get as far away fae this fuckin hospital as ah can. That cunt is real. He lives. He is outside.

Ms. Butler says…

Finally, she looked at him, studied him with such intensity he began to feel uncomfortable. His discomfort amazed him. He was more accustomed to making other people uncomfortable. And he did not like her appraising stare – as though she were deciding whether or not to buy him.

the good doctor says…

The growing emancipation and independence of woman have enabled her to exercise greater freedom and initiative in the choice of a mate and in the expression of her sexual needs.

the free man says…

I was now left to my fate. I was all alone, and within the walls of a stone prison. But for a few days before, and I was full of hope. I expected to have been safe in a land of freedom; but now I was covered with gloom, sunk down to the utmost despair. I thought the possibility of freedom was gone.

the legend says…

I’m alive, Jimmy told himself. That’s something.

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1 comment
  1. Shannon said:

    Nice. Provactive…

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