Been a good long while, but I’m back with a writing prompt from Reddit:
You have died. While waiting to be judged, you are offered the chance to clear one entry from your file before the decision is made.
There were no other parameters so I took a couple small liberties, as I am known to do. Hope you enjoy!
The Deciding Factor
by Rick Cook Jr.
I was staring at a physical manifestation of all the deeds of my life. It was curious, in that it seemed much smaller than I expected, maybe the size of a petty criminal’s rap sheet. As I flipped through the pages and came to what should have been the end of this small file of paper, the pages just kept being there to turn. And the stack of read pages never grew larger as I flipped pages onto it. Curious.
“Clear an entry? What’s that mean?” I asked. Continue reading
This short story is posted in Supernatural.
Time for another piece of fiction prompted by Chuck Wendig’s weekly Flash Fiction Challenge. This week’s is titled “The Who, The Where, and the Uh-Oh”.
by Rick Cook Jr
The day they killed me was the day Lucky Joe’s stopped being so lucky.
I could tell you the story of how I died, but let’s just say I was doing something stupid and dangerous against just pure dangerous and I lost.
But I’m still here. Locked to Lucky Joe’s, or so it would seem. If you remember Beetlejuice, you have some idea of what happens when I try to leave. Only instead of badly-animated graboids it’s a keening, wailing, sucking darkness.
Sometimes, like now, I stand at the doors to the outside world, staring at the blank abyss, and I want to step in. My brother must be beyond that. Maybe my first girlfriend who I’d later found out died in a bombing in Iraq. My grandparents, my ancestors.
Or maybe it is just the nothing it looks like. Continue reading