My story “Goodbye, Base Eight” is the current featured fiction at Untoward Magazine! Check it out! I went into the basement and took my shovel from behind the Honda lawnmower, then dug a hole next to the porch. It was dark out. There is only one street lamp on my block, so some houses are always in shadow. Once a car went by and its lights reflected off my raised shovel but the probability was low that the occupants were looking for anything that I was hiding. I finished filling in the hole and rested the shovel against the white lattice under the porch. I did that in case it was windy overnight and I needed to smooth the dirt in the morning. What would you think if you saw all this?
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My story “Goodbye, Base Eight” is the current featured fiction at Untoward Magazine! Check it out!

I went into the basement and took my shovel from behind the Honda lawnmower, then dug a hole next to the porch. It was dark out. There is only one street lamp on my block, so some houses are always in shadow. Once a car went by and its lights reflected off my raised shovel but the probability was low that the occupants were looking for anything that I was hiding. I finished filling in the hole and rested the shovel against the white lattice under the porch. I did that in case it was windy overnight and I needed to smooth the dirt in the morning.

What would you think if you saw all this?

My Story "Nighttime Isn't For Lovers" on Untoward Mag!

Check it out! I’m really happy with this one. It started life as a 1300-word sentence; now it’s a 1300-word sentence broken up with bullet points. But that makes it way more readable, so I’m happy.

By Flickr user Capcase

Photo by flickr user Capcase.

Source: untowardmag.com