Get in the Ram
He was tall with dark hair, and a bony face with eyes sunk deep. His face had the rust tinge of a Balyan. Her father had always said that all they needed was a…
JimF
20 stories written on Ficly, 2009, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
The New Neighbors
He was good looking. He was smart. But all I could see was his vanity. She was sweet. She was cute. Maybe not quite as smart as he, but hell, they went to the…
Jenny delendum est
My eyes widened and I gave a start, as a miniature man walked out. He looked to be about 50 years old or so, dressed as a working man from a hundred years ago…
Mr. Runginson
I wondered if he was simply a product of my imagination. Jenny was prattling on and on about lunch with her Nana and then shopping with her Mom and sisters. I…
I'm the real asshole
“It’s hard, you know. It’s not just cleaning my apartment. This is someone who’s going to be in my place when I’m not there with all my stuff.” He turned from…
A witch?
“Good morning” he shouted, hoping that injecting the ordinary would ease the disquiet which was beginning to to take hold of him. Her head turned slightly in…
Cold and wet
On the road, given the weather and the inexperience of the two, things had not gone badly for Francis and Jam. They were both wet and cold, but before darkness…
Setting off
Jam had encouraged him to accompany them. He was still young enough that the company of an old hand made him at ease both on the road and in the city. Francis…
Gray morning
John woke up to the pelting of the freezing rain that had begun the night before when he was banking the fire. He glanced out the window. It was difficult to…
But then again who does?
These walking hamburgers can get so confused. “Let me explain a few things. Doctor.” “You live in a dream world. You think. And therefore you believe…
On the trading floor 3
“So Minnesota Teachers wants to go out to dinner.” “Huh?” “Bill Thomas came came by. Two of their portfolio guys are in town next week and he’s taking them out…
On the trading floor 2
“Well that was gratuitous” “Too much cursing? Too much testoterone? Too hard on the lacrosse playing Ivy League country club asshole? The dude’s a salesman…
On the trading floor
“Bill, did I tell you? Did I tell you? What, the ten years have tightened ten, twelve beeps and the fives have come in twenty. Do I know what what I’m doing?”…
Houston we have a problem
He pulled open the blast door with a heave. Ultimately despite the reactive nano, it was still a blast door, and still very heavy. He stepped into the…
Soul on ice
Just as I figured, I opened the jar and the smell was God awful. It was like low tide itself had taken a dump. I gritted my teeth, held my breath and stuck my…
Now you can't leave
The bartender stopped wiping the glass he had been absently cleaning, and silence seemed to envelop the bar as I could feel the weight of a dozen pairs of eyes…
Who? Where? Why?
The door slammed and he heard the engine roar and the tires chirp through a constant ringing in his ears. There was no seeing anymore. Not much feeling either…
It Takes Both Kinds
Given that, he thought to himself, you might have been a little quicker opening the lock. Looking at her he felt something between scorn and pity. This woman…
The Things That He Said
I don’t scream. I simply close my eyes and he’s gone again. Then the tears come freely. My chest is heaving and I’m sobbing loudly, but I know no one is there…