Each Tuesday, rather than a POSSIBLY
IRRITATING ESSAY, I'd like to both challenge you and lend a helping hand. I
generate more speculative and teen story ideas than I can ever use. My family
rolls its collective eyes when I say, "Hang on a second! I just have to
write down this idea..." Here, I'll include the initial inspiration
(quote, website, podcast, etc) and then a thought or two that came to mind.
These will simply be seeds -- plant, nurture, fertilize, chemically treat,
irradiate, test or stress them as you see fit. I only ask if you let me know if
anything comes of them.
H Trope: The
Blank (one with no face…)
Current Event: http://patch.com/illinois/joliet/ex-con-charged-blowing-dogs-face-firework-surrenders-cops-0
Laurențiu Gabor
pursed his lips and looked over at his partner, saying, “Can we believe them?”
“I don’t see why
not,” said Tereza Dalca. “We know the guy blew the face off the dog.”
“Does it follow
that there’s a faceless dog roaming the streets of Minneapolis though?” Laurentiu
said.
“We can ask the
victim and her dead daughter,” Tereza said, “but I’d really rather not call up
that psychic again. He gave me the creeps.”
Laurentiu
snorted, “He gave you the flu – on purpose.”
She shrugged. “We
have to catch the thing before it kills again.”
“I’m open to
ideas,” he said, tapping the computer screen to clear the file. “Animal Control
hasn’t had any luck…”
“Luck is
something you have your financial advisor buy on the Spell Exchange. We’re a
bureaucracy – we have to order our stuff after filling out the forms in
quintuplicate.”
Laurentiu
scowled. “We have to do something. What if the thing’s developed a taste for
kids?”
Tereza gripped
her lower lip between her pointer finger and thumb, rolling it thoughtfully.
Finally she said, “There’s always your nephew.”
“He’s twenty-one
now! Not like last time!”
“Yeah, but he
looks like a kid. He’d be perfect. We know where the looney blew the dog’s face
off. We know where the kid was attacked and killed. So we send your innocent
looking…”
Laurentiu
snorted, saying, “He’s about as innocent as any other twenty-one-year-old...”
“Exactly!”
Neither of them
noticed the pit bull laying quietly on the ground under the dumpster. Neither
one of them would have been able to detect the invisible leash or the invisible
woman holding the leash unless they’d been looking closely to see the glamour’s
shimmer. They would not have appreciated her wicked grin if they’d seen her.
They also wouldn’t have appreciated the way she tugged on the faceless dog’s
leash – especially because her own face was mostly missing as well…
Names: ♀ Romania; ♂ Romania
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