The Tough Part: A Bit of Flash Fiction

Every Friday, Chuck Windig over at Terribleminds.com has a flash fiction challenge. I thought I’d try this latest one out. He provided about fourteen opening lines to choose from and we’re to come up with a kick-ass story based on those lines.

This one is no award-winner but I had a bit of fun writing it. The line I chose to start with was “Max sat amongst the dead, whistling to himself.”

I hope you enjoy it…

The Tough Part

Max sat amongst the dead, whistling to himself. His client was late. He hated that. He didn’t like spending his nights in graveyards any more than they did. A bit of consideration would be nice. He turned at the sound of muttered curses to see the client dusting himself off. The fat bastard had tripped over a mound of freshly turned earth. Served him right for being late.

The client stumbled over to the headstone on which Max was perched and shoved a crinkled envelope in his hand. Max opened it up and counted the bills.

“Where’s the other half?”

“That’s all there is. All I have.”

Max narrowed his eyes. “I ought to walk.”

“Look, you do this right and I can get you the other half. I swear it.”

“Right.”

“I swear it, alright?”

“You’re only going to get a half-assed job.”

“Fine. Whatever. Can we get on with this?”

Max slipped the envelope into his jacket pocket and led the way toward a nearby grave. It was relatively new and had no tombstone, just the metal grave marker supplied by the funeral home to mark its occupant. The client stood at the grave marker, shivering despite the warm night.

Max walked the perimeter of the grave clockwise three times, muttering in DIY Latin. As he walked, he looked for that spark within himself, cold and bright like a winter morning, that gave him his pull over the dead. His skin grew cold as he wrapped his will around the spark and pulled, calling the name on the grave marker three times.

At first he thought he hadn’t pulled hard enough. All was quiet in the graveyard save the labored breathing of the nervous client. Then the earth before them began to shift and a pair of hands clawed out from within. The hands pulled the rest of the body out of the loosely-packed dirt, the head emerging with a deep, sonorous, groan. Max smelled the sharp tang of urine and sweat coming off the client in waves.

“I don’t believe it,” he was muttering. “I don’t believe it!”

Max shrugged. “It’s what I get paid for. Usually. You better say your piece soon.”

The client shuffled forward. “Murray, it’s me. Gus. Where’d you hide the money, huh? Where is the cash?”

The corpse took a heavy step toward the client. “Gusssss.”

“The money, Murray. Where’d you hide it?”

The corpse gurgled and took another shambling step toward the client.

The client turned to Max. “What the hell, guy? I thought you said I could get some answers!”

Max lit a cigarette and shrugged. “Raising the dead, that’s the easy part.”

The corpse locked its hands around the client’s throat and began to squeeze. The client beat at the corpse’s arms ineffectually as his head turned red then purple in the moonlight.

“Controlling them, though. That’s the tough part.”

The client fell to his knees as his neck gave a sharp crack that reverberated through the graveyard. Max kept his eye on the corpse as he began to walk widdershins around the grave, muttering to himself in Latin. The corpse ignored him as it tore the head from the client’s body. “Gussss,” it groaned as it worked.

When Max completed the final circuit, pushing on that spark within him, he finally felt the warm breeze of the summer night on his face. The corpse left the body of his client bleeding at the foot of its grave as it clawed its way back into the earth.

Finished with the night’s work, Max whistled to himself as he strolled through the graveyard back to his car.

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Sweet Smell of Acceptance

Remember when this was a blog about writing and my writing “career”? Well, I actually have some news on that front. I got an acceptance for one of my stories (“Thirty-Nine”) at Stupefying Stories. That’s my second acceptance, with my first being “Gauntlet” to On Spec.

Right now I only have one other story being reviewed, it being an urban fantasy for an anthology. We’ll see how it goes (fingers-crossed).

I guess I’m going to have to actually produce some stories in order to keep the momentum going :)

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Why I Think Gay Marriage is A-OK

Human Rights CampaignWith the recent activity in the Supreme Court and the sea of red Human Rights Campaign symbols in my Facebook, gay marriage is on a lot of people’s minds these days. Mine too. The fact is, I’ve given the issue a good deal of thought over the years and, frankly, the main reason why I think it’s a-ok to allow homosexual couples to get hitched is because I have yet to hear a single compelling argument against it.

Not a single one.

So, without more ado, here are a lot of the arguments I hear against it and why I don’t think they hold much water.

It goes against God…

Well, it may or may not. That point, too, is debatable and has been debated by a lot of people more knowledgeable than me. Frankly, I don’t want to get into that because I, personally don’t have a horse in that race. I’m an agnostic. You put a blaster up against a hokey religion and I’m picking the blaster nearly every time.

But here is the deal with that argument…

Even if I believed in my heart that the happiness gay couples derive from their relationships was somehow false and infinitely lesser than the happiness achieved by a “traditional” match-up (I don’t); even if I believed with all my heart and mind that GOD HIMSELF will smite those that enter into such relationships–religious beliefs don’t enter into it. The Bible is simply not the litmus test for law in this country. Just because the Bible may not like it doesn’t mean it can’t be the law of the land. If you think that then you’re confusing the US with theocracies like Iran.

So basically, even if God is against it, that is no argument not to do it. Not for me. Not for this country. You may personally be against it, and that is your right to feel that way. You don’t have to do it. But it is no reason not to make a legal right. Not in a free society.

But if we do it for them, we have to let pedophiles and goat-hunchers do it…

Whee…the slippery slope argument. Coupled with a bit of false moral equivalency. Quite the two-fer on that one.

First of all, if you’re going to buy the slippery slope argument, you have to start at the beginning of the slope–and that is making heterosexual marriage a civil matter.  And by making it a civil matter (“…by the power invested in me by the State of such-and-so…”), you have to apply it as equitably as possible in a just and fair society. Which is what we, the United States, purport to be. So the slippery slope has long already started–we’ve just traditionally stopped the slope at heterosexual marriage and all these folks are asking for is to open up the slope for them as well.

But it doesn’t mean we have it open up for all the various false and abhorrent straw-men that are carted before us. A consensual adult couple of either or any gender combination is simply not the same thing as a pedophile or someone who practices beastiality or any other such nonsense. You’re comparing apples and oranges. Oh, don’t worry–I’m going to get to the immorality and the “it’s not natural” arguments in a minute. All this specious argument does is sink to comparing two things that have no business being compared simply to scare and get a rise out of folks. I don’t buy it. It holds about a much water as my head holds hair–thankfully less every day.

The fact is we can stop the slope anyplace we want. We’ve had the slope set at “hetero” for a long time now. All that’s being asked is to allow loving adult couples who happen to be the same gender to have their turn. I got no beef with that.

It’s immoral…

First of all, if your immorality argument is biblical, see my first point. If your point is not biblical, I don’t see it. Generally, if something is considered immoral, it has to be harming someone. Last time I checked, two homosexuals who love each other aren’t harming anyone. And if your argument is that they are harming themselves, I’ve got some harmful heterosexual couples to show you that do get to get married.

Which brings me to my next point and one you might not want to hear. Marriage has zero to do with morality and hasn’t for a long time. When have two straight people gotten married and been quizzed on their basic morality? When a couple proves themselves to be amoral is their marriage annulled? Doesn’t happen. That pedophile and animal rights activist we talked about earlier? He has every right to get married in this country. Thousands of immoral prisoners get married every year behind bars. Guess what? If I turn out to be a complete amoral perv? My marriage still stands unless my spouse or myself don’t want it to do so any longer.

So here’s the point: even if I think homosexuality is immoral (and I don’t), it is not an argument against marriage. Because marriage has not, and continues not, to be about morality. It’s about a level of commitment that every couple–including homosexual ones–are capable of having. Which brings me to my next point…

Homosexuals can’t have monogamous relationships…

This one really confounds me. The basis of this argument is essentially “they can’t do it so we won’t let them!”. First of all, what is the first thing we hear in the news when stories of gay marriage come on: “So-and-So and their partner have been together for 20+ years”. Don’t tell me gay couples aren’t capable of monogamy. I know from experience of gay couples that have been together a decade or more because they just cared that damn much about the other person they were with. Furthermore, with the prevalence of straight divorce in this country, this argument shouldn’t hold any water all. Both straights and gays are clearly as capable, or incapable, of monogamy as the other.

It’s Unnatural…

My bet is that you, moral creature such as yourself, have committed over fifty unnatural acts in the past 24 hours. Did you read something based on ones and zeroes over the internets? Did you fly in an airplane? Did you wear artificial skins? Did you spend the day in artificial atmospheric conditions? Then guess what–you spent the day outside of nature.  And guess what again? What separates humanity from the animal kingdom? Our ability to act outside the natural world. Our ability to manipulate our environment. And guess what–homosexuality occurs all over nature anyway. So get over it already.

Marriages are supposed to produce children…

Please show me the heterosexual marriage that has been annulled because it didn’t produce children. Don’t worry, I’ll wait…

What about couples that get together without any plans to produce children? Are they allowed to marry? Yep.

What about couples that can’t produce children? Are they any less married? Nope.

My marriage hasn’t produced children. Is it any less a marriage? No. Because we are still committed to each other in the manner that a marriage prescribes. Each to each other and no other.

It Undermines Traditional Marriage…

If my little diatribe has proven nothing it’s that traditional straight marriage has enough problems on its own. Allowing more people to take on that level of commitment isn’t going to hurt but help it. Hell, homosexual folks that have been committed through all kinds of social hell may have a thing or two to teach the rest of us.

Besides, if a gay couple gets married, it affects my marriage not one iota. Not. One. Iota. If another straight couple gets married, it affects my marriage not one iota. Not. One. Iota.  The strength of my marriage is based on what it has always been based on–the strength of the commitment that I have to my wife.

In conclusion…

So, in conclusion, I support gay marriage because I have yet to see a compelling argument against it. All the arguments they come up against it crumble with only the smallest effort. The fact is, allowing our gay brothers and sisters to marry harms absolutely no one and benefits them greatly. Let them have the right to have the happiness that comes with marriage. Let them have the benefits that such a commitment endows to a relationship. This is one of those few issues where there is no downside to allowing it to progress. If nothing else, as Kinky Friedman once said “I support gay marriage because I believe they have right to be just as miserable as the rest of us!”

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Review: Cold Days by Jim Butcher

Cold DaysCold Days (The Dresden Files #14) by Jim Butcher (2012) : 9780451464408 (Penguin Group)

Harry Dresden is back in action, now with a new role to play in the ever-growing supernatural community of Jim Butcher’s The Dresden Files.

Note: If you haven’t read the Dresden Files and/or you want to live spoiler-free, STOP HERE NOW. Otherwise, feel free to read on. And start reading this series. Like now, already.

After being cornered into taking on the mantle of Winter and becoming Mab’s Winter Knight, Harry is given his first task–kill an immortal. At the same time he discovers that things are stirring in his island of Demonreach–stirrings that, if left unchecked, could result in an explosion that could take out much of the American Midwest–including his beloved Chicago. And, because two impossible tasks are never enough for Harry, he learns that an insidious influence is taking control of much of the supernatural community, with ramifications that have already affected his life and the lives of those he loves. In the process, he begins to reconnect with those loved ones–ones that have thought him to be dead for the past few months. All this he must do with a tight timetable of doom over his head as Demonreach ticks onward toward cataclysm.

Butcher, as usual, writes with breakneck pacing and creates endearing characters. Harry’s reunions with his friends are handled beautifully and effectively–though Karrin Murphy’s reaction to Harry’s apparent resurrection–despite the events of Ghost Story (#13)–seemed a bit subdued. Nevertheless, the prose is definitely what one has come to expect from Butcher–tight, conflict-ridden, and funny at all the right times.

The stakes continue to pile higher in this series, as does Harry’s power. Nevertheless, he is still the perennial underdog, thumbing his nose at The Powers That Be and fighting the  good fight. While there are a lot of revelations in this book (almost as many as in the twelfth book, Changes), it still read like a transitional story. Characters are set into new roles. Another overarching conflict is introduced. There is still the threat of the Fomor to be addressed. And Harry must still learn to counteract the primal urges of the Winter mantle–a task that will be made exponentially harder with the biggest transition of all in the book (read the book–I won’t spoil that one). Nevertheless, Cold Days is a great addition to the series.

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Review: Something From the Nightside by Simon R. Green

Something From the NightsideSomething from the Nightside (Nightside #1) by Simon R. Green (2003): 9780441010653 (Ace)

John Taylor has a special talent for finding things. Joanna Barrett needs him to find her wayward daughter. The problem is, Cathy has wandered into the Nightside–a seedy, hidden neighborhood in London where it’s always 3 am and nothing is what it seems. Dark magic lives in the Nightside and one has to be sharp to avoid all the various monstrous threats that live there. John Taylor was born there and has a reputation as heavy-hitter. But it’s been five years since Taylor left the Nightside, vowing never to return. Nevertheless, he and Joanna embark on a quest to find her daughter…and whoever has lured her into the Nightside in the first place.

One part The Maltese Falcon combines with a healthy dollop of Tales from the Darkside to form a short but entertaining horror-noir novel. Green’s prose is sparse but evocative and he has created a fascinating darkened corner of London populated with deliciously pulpy side characters such as Razor Eddie and Shotgun Suzie. The horror is ratchets up from the macabre to the truly horrifying and strange as Joanna and Taylor complete their journey discover the secret behind Cathy’s abduction. The final confrontation begins to strain credulity a little bit, but by this point you’re firmly along for this short, but decidedly strange, trip.

Green does display a tic in his prose in that the phrase “in the Nightside” gets thrown around a lot by Taylor–almost too much. After a while, you expect to hear Vincent Price-style laughter after each utterance (“Nothing is what it seems, in the Nightside…bwa-ha-ha-ha!”). Nevertheless, the novel is a fun ride and an interesting take on the urban paranormal detective.

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