July, 2011 Archives


Citizen Watch

by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

Let me start by saying nowhere in the United States is it illegal to film the police in public spaces. I’m sure if you asked Quincy Adams, he would tell you acting as a watchdog against an intrusive government is not only your right but your patriotic duty.

So I took to following cops in the neighborhood with my video camera.

I didn’t last an hour. They must have put in a call to their buddies, because suddenly I was surrounded. They beat me straight into the hospital.

Needless to say, it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.


A Darkness Of Mind

by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

Drake’s fate was determined the day his father was killed.

Ghosts do not often commit murder. They haunt. They instill fear. They might so inhabit a person’s psyche as to drive her to suicide. But actual slaughter is rare.

Drake’s father was murdered by a ghost, and on that day Drake became a ghost hunter.

He inhabited the darkness. He learned about betrayal and lonely hearts and the isolation of eternity. He drank in whispers and sang of misfortune.

He became a lost soul. So it was that upon his death, he knew that he himself would become a ghost.


In Pen, For Your Convenience

by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

It’s the last thing I’ll ever write, the second to last marks I’ll leave upon the Earth, before my ashes cloud the sea.

I’ll clamp my mouth shut, bite my tongue. No intemperate words will sully the immortality of these last utterances.

This page is for you alone. I seek forever in your trust. My soul passes on to you–a flash, a fire–that I ask you to carry into the dark.

I leave my legacy in your mendacious hands, to do with as you will. Everything I am belongs to you forevermore.

I hope my memory haunts you.


Don’t Talk To Me About Love Spells

by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

Everyone knows when it comes to doing magic, widows are the worst. They’re always going on about love spells or hunting down unicorns and mermaids to achieve eternal youth. None of it ever works.

You might consider my complaints a narrow-minded view and accuse me of the worst kind of chauvinism. I agree with you whole-heartedly that gender prejudice has no place in our enlightened age. But the fact is that widows just aren’t any good at magic. Even when it works, it doesn’t work anything like how it’s intended.

And that’s how I ended up with these golden testes.


This Isn’t Happening

by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

The man shambled into town. He was weak from exhaustion and covered in blood, though the lack of obvious wounds suggested it might not be his own. A few of the townspeople recognized him as coming from the neighboring community a few miles to the west.

“Everyone’s dead. I’m the only survivor.”

“What happened?”

“It was the trees. The attacked us. But not physically. They did something to our minds, made everyone go crazy. People started killing themselves. It was awful.”

“I don’t mean to make light of your situation, but that sounds exactly like the worst movie ever made.”