I decided to go out on the porch to write tonight, dragging a laptop with me. It’s way too hot, really, and the rain’s only made things sticky. Still, I’m going to stay out here for a while. I need a change. The porch cat’s off exploring in the darkness, and the security light’s burned [...]
The knock on my door came early, too early to be a delivery. It was one of the college students from next door, obviously distraught, trying to talk to me and holding a phone to her head at the same time. “I’m so sorry to bother you, I called Animal Control but they said we’re [...]
“I go to sleep at a normal time. I set my alarm to get up at a normal time. I haven’t changed my caffeine intake at all. My routine — such as it is — hasn’t changed for months. But for some reason my brain doesn’t really start to function properly until 5-6:00pm, and then it runs constantly until 5-6::00am. I’m sleeping until noon on many days, something I haven’t done since high school.”
My reviews of Creolina’s Dixie Takeout, Captain Jim’s Seafood, Bagels and Company, and Heelsha.
Some species are simply natural enemies. The mongoose and the viper, for example, or the football player and the band geek. There doesn’t have to be sense to it, it’s simply the way the world works.
At some point in the next few weeks Google will be shutting down the ancient implementation of Blogger I use to update Hidden City. At that time posting will stop until I can scrape together the money and mental acuity to move everything to a non-Blogger site. Given the sporadic nature of my updates you might not notice, so I thought I’d give you a heads-up.
“The night breeze ruffles the fronds of the stand of palms outside my window. One of my fat cats snores softly somewhere in the room. A car door slams, and an old dog lets out a half-hearted bark in reply. In the distance a hip-hop beat rumbles along, inaudible save for the thumping bass.”
“‘Do you play games?’ Her emerald eyes peered out of the thicket framing her pale skin. ‘You know. Games.’”