The big one; er, the big one in front, not the one who was holding my elbows behind my back, leaned in. He needed a breath mint. Or twelve.
“Look, wise guy, we can do this the easy way—”
“Wait, don’t tell me—or we can do it the hard way? Am I right?”
I think he pushed my solar plexus into my elbows, which, if you’ll recall, were behind my back.
I do so wish my mouth would check with me before taking the driver’s seat.
As a web developer with 20 years of experience it feels like cheating to use an off-the-shelf WordPress theme.
Finally got around to creating a new theme from scratch based on the _s framework (that’s pronounced underscores and it’s made by the people who make WordPress.)
I’m calling it iNoir. Maybe Apple will sue me, but the “i” is for “introspective.”
Still need to flip a few switches to make it fully mobile-friendly.
I hope I don’t break it.
If you see anything broken, please please let me know. It’s hard to test everything.
That’s my genre: mysteries about people, not puzzles. The short and shareable marketing-friendly version: introspective noir.
I love writing about people. I love looking inside our heads, yours and mine, trying to understand why we are the way we are.
Humans are irrational
Sometimes we’re mean to those we love or kind to those we don’t. We know exactly what we want, and then when we get it we discover how wrong we were.
We live in moments, barely able to conceive of the future, let alone plan for our being there. We invest far more effort in changing our perspective of the past than in ensuring that we don’t make it a prologue to our future.
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It’s been a couple years since I posted my very first short story (vignette, actually) here: Simplicity Itself.
I wrote it on my first computer, which would have been about 1990. Long before the days of the web. (A computer with no hard drive. Just two 5 1/4″ floppies.)
As soon as it was done, another sentence popped into my head:
It was one of those days when breakfast wanted to be cheap whiskey straight from the bottle.
And we know what that led to, don’t we?
Probably time for Simplicity Itself to turn into the book it never was.
Question is, will it be Phil Brennan’s book, or some completely new character?