100 Words - No Whistle
I can’t whistle. I can’t snap my fingers. Both due to slight physical abnormalities. Missing these skills always made me…
Tom Flanders Stuff
Writing (105)
Stuff Tom Wrote Down
100 Words - Dancing Partner
My mother hated my Freshman year, “dancing partner,” as she called her, for all the reasons I loved her. She…
100 Words - Starved
Carlson’s unofficial diagnosis was that he was starved for affection. Though that implies that there was no one in his…
100 Words - Constellations
In an attempt to make sense of his life, Raul assigned his worries, fears and outrages into mental constellations and…
100 Words - Puzzle?
My sexual path through life could be considered retrograde at best. Zigging when they wanted me zagging. Tender when manly…
100 Words - Motel Creep
This motel was a special kind of creepy. The desk clerk had one eye and kept sticking his finger into…