fiction.
A collection of masterpieces, each finely crafted in the old-world tradition.

  • Bright and late.       February 3, 2005
    Dark hair falling like grace, with artfully out-of-place locks on both sides curling round her ears to frame high cheekbones. That's what I noticed first about her, and the way she was absorbed in her work, deftly flicking switches and...     Would you like to know more?

  • Salvation.       December 27, 2004
    She saw him alone at a table pretending to read a newspaper, his back to her and the doorway, with a nondescript black attache case in the seat across from him. She casually made a circuit of the restaurant, taking...     Would you like to know more?

  • First movement.       September 20, 2003
    EXT. STREET - NIGHT CHOI is sprawled across the pavement in what looks to be an uncomfortable fashion. He's clearly regaining conciousness as he struggles to his feet and takes in his surroundings. It's a dark alleyway of sorts, fairly...     Would you like to know more?

  • Matrix: Reworded       August 15, 2003
    THE MATRIX: A HAIKU INTERPRETAION BY KITTEN EXT. HEART O' THE CITY HOTEL Police cruisers flash Sirens lighting up the night Black sedan pulls up     SMITH     Lieutenant, I gave     Specific orders to you     Which you have...     Would you like to know more?

  • The night is gone, and I have to go.       February 22, 2003
    If you were to ask Bryan what business he had on this lonely stretch of isolated thoroughfare, you probably wouldn't have gotten an answer. If you continued, prodding him as his foot eased up on the accelerator slightly for a...     Would you like to know more?

  • Training grounds.       November 25, 2002
    A continuation of this bit of nonsense, in a different format. . . . . INT. CELL Night, or at least a facsimile thereof. The interior of a sort of makeshift cell aboard the ship, dusty blue light. CLOSE-UP on...     Would you like to know more?

  • Initiating access procedures...       August 25, 2002
    Tonight, she was crouched in the shadows behind large rolls of wrapped black plastic leaning against a wall. In thirty seconds, if her timing was right - it always was - her target would be walking home from his office....     Would you like to know more?

  • Justice       April 11, 2001
    The datascreen filled with static, then flickered, lines of ash and crimson. A hissing white noise filtered through the earphones. The machine beeped softly at me as the screen cleared and filled with text, amber on black. > Welcome to...     Would you like to know more?

  • Haunt       December 20, 2000
    Editor's note: While I realize that the majority of stuff I've written is angsty garbage, this one tips the scales. It's here only for legacy reasons, and bear in mind it was written years ago, by the typical angst-ridden teenager...     Would you like to know more?