Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Too Down, A 100 Word Story

He sat at the bar with the newspaper folded in front of him. His brow was furrowed in concentration. He twirled the stub of a pencil between his fingers occasionally touching the side of his head with the tip.
“Damn!” He exclaimed. The pencil dipped to the paper and he scratched something down.
He tapped the pencil on the paper “Fuck!” and he scratched away again.
There was a long stretch where he barely moved, and then writing quickly he mumbled, “Shit.” The other patrons stared at each outburst.
It was kind of vulgar but he always loved “cross” words.



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