Friday, September 02, 2005

"Hey, what's on your iPod?"

I don't own an iPod. And thanks for reminding me.

55 Fiction Friday:
it's short and unpredictable, much like toddler roulette.

The psychic’s words were unmistakable; indeed, she insisted on writing them down. So he cooked at home, ate alone, and opened all bottles of wine himself.

"Someone close to you will soon find a way to poison you." Soon. She couldn’t predict exactly how long it would take for his fingers to absorb the ink.

1 comment:

Thinking Fool said...

In the words of my high school biology teacher, 55 Fiction Friday might be the "greatest thing I've ever seen!" Love it!!!