Midnight
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Wednesday, April 28th, 2010Yeah, I stand at this corner; I’m waiting. I’ve been waiting a long time. This is Midnight, the City of Night, where dreams have failed and nightmare has taken over the day. There’s no sun, there’s only the slightest sliver of hope, and there’s a million souls who will gladly shovel these lies into your […]
Scarlet
Saturday, April 10th, 2010A million souls in this City of Night, and Jerome finds himself alone in an alcove jutting off from one of those deep underground corridors designed for walking but mainly used for things illegal or illicit. He sits on a stone bench carved into the curved wall. He sits, he clenches and unclenches his fists, […]
Another 6 Nights of Midnight
Thursday, October 22nd, 2009The first 6 Nights of Midnight was so well received, I’m doing it again. Starting Sunday, 25 October 2009, for six nights, we’ll have more glimpses into the City of Night.
There’ll be important people, witches, and someone named Ben. Who knows what else we’ll find along the way? Maybe, for those who read the first […]
Harlequin
Monday, September 28th, 2009I have written several stories in which a harlequin of some type is featured. This particular harlequin doll was, in fact, designed by a madwoman in Midnight, the City of Night.
6 Nights of Midnight: 6 - Vignettes
Thursday, September 3rd, 2009A man with a knife waits outside The Bar on Whiskey Road. He sweats though it’s not hot, though he’s in shadows.
A girl sits within a circle of candles three levels under the streets. She breathes deeply of an unnatural orange scent. You can’t grow oranges in Midnight. You can buy them. They ain’t cheap.
There’s […]
6 Nights of Midnight: 5 - Midnight Storms
Wednesday, September 2nd, 2009When rain falls on Midnight, it never wants to stop. It comes in torrents, and rushes down the mountainsides in normally dry waterfalls. Lightning dances between the mountaintops, a dark, electric ballet. Thunder rumbles and roils until it’s one ceaseless note so deep it hurts your teeth.
When rain falls on Midnight, it flows into storm […]
6 Nights of Midnight: 4 - The Midnight Grill
Tuesday, September 1st, 2009Karl arrived in Midnight in 1975. He knew nothing of style then, and never learned, but he knew how to poach an egg and had his own spatula. He spoke enough German and English to get by.
He missed Prague. Said so every day. He missed the Charles Bridge, and the astronomical clock, and his dark […]
6 Nights of Midnight: 3 - A Midnight Dance
Monday, August 31st, 2009You know the city: it’s that place tucked between those two mountains so the sun never shines on it. It’s where your worst nightmares don’t bother hiding behind the corners.
It’s also a wonderful place, filled with incredible secrets, legends walking about as if they own the place, and this one girl with blonde hair whom […]
6 Nights of Midnight: 2 - Midnight Poetics
Sunday, August 30th, 2009There’s a bar underground where all the poets hang. At midnight, a procession of eight or ten will get on stage and read their latest. It’s a small stage, but no place for the timid. If you read something old, they’ll throw coffee mugs until you retreat in a shower of ceramic. But they applaud […]
6 Nights of Midnight: 1 - On Fox Street
Saturday, August 29th, 2009On Fox Street, there’s a series of apartments that are single rooms with an attached toilet. Under Fox Street, the toilets are shared.
Typically, four or five or even seven people live in one of these rooms. They’re actually fairly large, considering, and a few strategically placed bits of plywood or sheets hanging from the ceiling […]