a story I'm thinking about

"Why do you play this game?" she asked.

"Because I want to win the big one and quit for a while. The game sometimes isn't fun like it used to be," I said.
"Then quit and you got yourself a date."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes," she said.

The video keno machine came to life with the next push of the button. The credits started to rack up. I hit the big one in more ways than one.

I am here.

The darkness falls down.
I walk the deserted streets.
I shout, but no one hears me and no one responds.
I look around and see no one as I search the empty stores.
All that is left is silence...

When Kane Met Zoe

"Are you OK?"

"No, I just saw some being shot up," she said.

"I'm Kane. Detective Kane. I need to ask you some questions. I know no one should have to ever witness murder, but it's my job to catch those responsible.

"I'm Zoe. I'll answer your questiosn if you answer some of mine later."

"You're serious?!"
"I'm always serious. No joke. Ask away."
"Tell me what happened? Did you see the face of who did it?"
"That''s two questions, Detective Kane. Let em answer them one at a time. OK?"

Blood In The Woods (poem)

I rise from the earth.
I listen to the quiet woods
as I listen for the sound of pumping blood.
I hear the various sounds of the woods.
The woods are never quiet at night.
It is the time when the most noise scatters
from tree to tree and brush to brush.
I feed on the blood of animals,
but the blood of humans is the best of them all.
The seduction of sleepy travellers who bed down in the woods is just like sweet music
to only give away to the climax as warm blood rushes in through my fangs like honey.
I can rest for days or months under the earth.
when I awake at night, I walk like a ghost
because I am a vampire and I must feed on you...

I have been going through blogs and I have found one very irritating thing. Pop up windows you have to click on some blogs. People don't want to come acroos your little pop up windows to enter your blog!

Now for the last moment of a character's life.

"You're not giving me room to breath! You're one crazy bitch!"

"Kane, don't say that! We were good together. Please take me back."

"I can't. You are your own problem, Zoe."

The snow continued to fall. Zoe's face turned ugly. Her eyes burned into Kane's.

"You want to breathe. I'll make you breathe," Zoe said coldly, "You can breathe out here in the snow."

"Really?! How are you going to make me breathe?" Kane yelled.

The wind picked up as the temperature continued to drop.

"This way," Zoe said after she pulled out a pistol.

Detective Kane tried to reach for his .45.

"Don't do this. Are you going to shout me?"

Zoe fired. One bullet exploded against Kane. The second exploded inside him. He fell onto the snow. His blood started to leave his body. The snow turned a violent crimson that the falling snow couldn't cover up.

Zoe stared at Kane. Kane's life flashed before him.

A Random rant before I get back to the fiction

I wonder what people think about profanity and how much should be used when it comes to real life, message boards, works of fiction, works of non-fiction, and etc.

Should Profanity be used around kids or taught to kids? No.

How much is enough profanity in fiction? It depends on the work of fiction and if it fits the character, and the writer isn't trying to do it because he wants to use profanity for the hell of it.
Should profanity be used in message boards and articles (on websites and in magazines)? It depends on the intent and not just using language to spout your mouth off on sites like aint it cool news, other sites and mbs, and some troll boards. It also depends on what type of audience you're reaching (magazines, websites) and how the writer weaves the words. As for some messgae boards (not ExIsle), it depends on what a board allows and how the posters use profanity in their comments (I refrain from using profanity on mbs and rather use a less colorful adjective to get across the point if need be).

It also comes to standards and what do you expect out of mbs, magazines, works of fictions, web sites, and other people. I could state sometimes profanity is used well in fiction because it fits the characters and enviroments, but it also depends on taste (varies from person to person whether it is right or wrong).

To start out this blog..

I have decided to post a 500 word short piece of fiction as an experiment to try something different. Wether you like this short story short, I liked writing it. Like with all pieces of fiction her, it is all about trying new things on the fly.

THE END
by David Blackwell

It will be dark soon. The world is going to end in five hours or at least civilization as we know it. I'm watching KISS ME DEADLY on the DVD player as I avoid the 24 hours a day news broadcasting on every single channel. Why do I need to be depressed more? If tomorrow is the beginning of the end of the human race, that is the way it will be. I can imagine that the world governments do have some crazy schemes to stop the incoming Harbinger Asteroid, but that kinda of stuff only works in the movies.

"What are you doing? Don't you want to go outside and see the change come?"
"No, I don't. Who are you anyway?" I said to the figure that appeared in my living room.
"I'm Erebus. I might just be a devil, an angel, or just inside your head," he answered.
"Do you really have to go like some creepy angelic guy?"
"No, I don't. I can look like anyone you want me to be. How's this?"
Erebus now looked and sounded like Lauren Bacall.
"Don't you think Bogie will get jealous?" I joked.
"Is this better?" Erebus asked.
"Sure, I like that Philippines mail order bride look," I smirked.
"Remember I may just be in your head. Someone's at the door."
"You know. Her," Erebus said.

There was a knock on the door. I looked.
"How did you know?"
Erebus was gone.

She was at the door. The only woman I wanted to love.

"Why are you here, Kia?"
"I wanted to see you," she said, "Are you going to let me in?"
"Why?" I asked
"I had to face the truth about us."
"You're a coward. We would have been great together," I said.
"It wouldn't have worked!" Kia replied.
"Fear drove you away and it drives you back to me now because the world is about to end. How dare you!"
"I need you now!"
"Kia, will you be there tomorrow if any of us survive...or will you run again?"

She was silent. I could see she wanted to cry. I held her. She looked at me.

"Why is this happening?" she asked.
"I don't know. Maybe things happen."
"I'm not talking about the asteroid." She kissed me on my lips.

We undressed quickly as I lead her to the bed. Nothing else mattered. We melted in each other way until the time the world ended as we knew it. Then it was dark.