Stories by: geedda

Nightsong

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December 19th 2016  |  0  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Suspense  |  Author: geedda  |  309 views

by Evan Goodjohn The silence is deafening. It’s so dark in here. I can’t see a thing. I don’t know how I got here, or why I’m here. The last thing I remember is opening the door to my van… Ooh, my head hurts. There must be a goose egg on the back of my skull the size of Brooklyn. Have I been kidnapped? It can’t be. I haven’t any money. I’ve got just enough to live on and pay my bills each week, and pay my two ex-wives. I …

 



Binky’s Frightening Fracas

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July 21st 2016  |  0  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Moral  |  Author: geedda  |  384 views

Kenny Knox, playing on an old discarded sofa, was stung by a hornet who had taken up residence in the cushion on the couch. Kenny yelped for half an hour; jumping and shaking his right hand, shouting like a banshee for the whole neighborhood to hear. “Stop acting so foolish, Kenny,” I said taking him by the shoulders and shaking him. “I can’t; it hurts too much…owww!” “See that mud puddle over there?” “Yes.” “Go over there and put some mud on the sting, the paste will draw out the …

 



Dig Deep and Come Up Heavy

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July 5th 2016  |  0  |  Category: Inspirational , Philosophical  |  Author: geedda  |  433 views

“If wishes were horses, beggars would ride,” is from an old English proverb. IF is a small word with a tremendous meaning. If I had taken a different road when I was young, I would be a millionaire today. How many times have you heard that one? If I had married the boss’s daughter, I would now own the company. If I had invested that hundred dollars in the copper stock, I would be rich today. If, if, if…a small word with a powerful meaning. IF is akin to another …

 



Cold Hand Luke

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April 28th 2016  |  2  |  Category: Fiction , Satire  |  Author: geedda  |  838 views

Lucas Merryfield hasn’t always been a dullard, in fact; he was class president at Cumberland Falls high school, go Rams. Luke came from a long line of special people; ones with a talent for the dark arts; magic to be specific. However, Luke was never too interested in following in his family’s occultic footsteps; his interest was in agriculture. He went on to the university to study agriculture; his goal was to be a farmer like his father and grandfather before him; raise cattle, plant vegetables and live his life …

 



Delsion by Evan Goodjohn

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December 31st 2015  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Suspense  |  Author: geedda  |  1239 views

Though I had graduated from college, got my Master’s Degree and taught English Lit for four years at the University of Maine, I wasn’t prepared for the turn my life would take. I had, over the past few years, become a little less than human; my Master’s Degree useless, a half-forgotten, dead sheet of parchment; a reminder of my failure. Alcohol had brought me to this stage of my life. My tortured soul only anticipates the next, warm, golden drop of bliss or misery. Alcohol addiction is a curse to …

 



Hmpty Dmpty, The Real Story

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June 9th 2015  |  1  |  Category: Fairy tales , Fiction  |  Author: geedda  |  914 views

Humpty Dumpty, the Real Story HUMPTY DUMPTY, FELL FROM THE TOP OF THE OLD STONE WALL AT POACHBURG HALL, the headlines read in the Eggland Gazette. He is in surgery at the Albumin Medical Center. The article went on to say, he had a skull fracture. The King has sent for all his men, ordering them to drop whatever they are doing, and rush to the hospital to see if they can save Humpty’s life. Humpty Dumpty is the mayor of the small town of Cracopen on the coast off …

 



Coincidental Crisis

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May 20th 2015  |  0  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Suspense  |  Author: geedda  |  2639 views

I feel so relieved to have gotten this far in my story since I have been incapacitated for a month with two operations on my forearms for Carpal Tunnel due to excessive use of my word processor. But, now I am back on it, and it seems good to be able to put my thoughts on paper once more. I expect this story to be finished in two months or so. I shall not push it, take it easy. My mind is working overtime, producing material my hands are not …

 



Old Dead and Alive

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July 15th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Adventure , Drama , Fiction , Suspense , Thriller  |  Author: geedda  |  1356 views

Old Dead and Alive Creak, creak, Sadie Craig sits on her front porch, rocking in her old weather-beaten white-wicker chair, watching the traffic, what little there is in this small town, going by on Main Street. Sadie has sat on that porch doing what she is doing today for as many years as I can remember. She is, or could be, a tourist attraction in her yellow gingham dress that covers her body from under her chin to her shoes. Her habits are well known around town. She hasn’t changed …

 



Wee Man From Green Isle

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March 19th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Bedtime , Fiction  |  Author: geedda  |  1030 views

Wee Man From Green Isle Leprechauns, the wee folks, are thought to be a legend, a myth, and until two days ago, I would have agreed. It was a blustery, cold day in March on the eastern shore of the Atlantic, on the coast of Maine where I maintain a summer home; March through September. I was washing the windows of my modest home. As I stood atop the six-foot step ladder, I could see Munson Cove below the cliff on which my home was built. The gulls were soaring …

 



The Dark Kiss

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February 4th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author: geedda  |  701 views

The Dark Kiss… The first girl I ever kissed was Martha Fay Upham in the Evergreen Cemetery on Mount Pleasant Street, in our small town of Bickford Maine. It was twilight, just turning dark at 4:30 on a cloudy November evening. We snuggled close, more to get warm than show of affection. We stood behind a large moss covered stone replica of a huge butterfly, the symbol of the resurrection of the body. Martha Fay was fourteen, and I was fifteen, and neither of us had ever dated; I was …