Category Archives: Fiction

How to Kill a Rogue Yard Gnome, Part 3 of 4

Posted on February 5, 2013 by B Gourley

Notes: a.)    Part I can be read here. b.)   Part II can be read here. c.)    Sorry, I meant to do this in three installments, but this one was getting long. d.)   For the best reading experience, assume all of the continuity gaffes in … Continue reading →

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How to Kill a Rogue Yard Gnome, Part 2

Posted on February 1, 2013 by B Gourley

[Part I can be read here.][Note: this story is also being posted on my website Tao of Loafing.] Five nights ago, as the sun sank below the horizon and the glow of vibrant colors faded, we three were visited by a … Continue reading →

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How to Kill a Rogue Yard Gnome, Part I

Posted on January 30, 2013 by B Gourley

[NOTE: This was also posted on my Tao of Loafing site.] Five nights ago, coming home at days end, nosing my car into the drive, I startled. Where my headlights should have roamed over a patch of bare grass, instead … Continue reading →

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NASA Finds Poetry of Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings

Posted on January 9, 2013 by B Gourley

The poetry of Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings of Greenbridge, Essex, England was thought to have been completely lost when the Earth was demolished to make way for an interstellar expressway. However, a scrap was found adrift in space. Scientists believe the sheer awfulness of the poem may have made it impervious to incineration, which is to say that the rays of the Vogon demolition beams refused to land upon the piece. Continue reading →

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Lucy’s Charm: A Short Story

Posted on August 18, 2012 by B Gourley

A distant scream jarred Mac from his sleep. Continue reading →

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A Short Story of Stakhanovite Effort

Posted on March 4, 2012 by B Gourley

Tibor looked out the corner window of his apartment and admired his view of Budapest. It was a rich man’s view seen from a peasant’s apartment by virtue of the inefficiency of a system that would eventually strip it from … Continue reading →

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The 2nd Coming of John Frum, Pt.I

Posted on May 10, 2011 by B Gourley

“So, thou are the lord, our god, John Frum?” The ruddy complected and jowly passport inspector said jovially. “Pardon?”  John said. He bristled instinctively; not certain whether he was being made the butt of a joke or not. “I read … Continue reading →

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Witching Hour in the ER

Posted on April 24, 2011 by B Gourley

It was three o’clock in the morning and I was sitting slumped in a vinyl-upholstered chair in the waiting room of an ER. At the risk of offending, let me say that it was, for the most part, a dim … Continue reading →

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Gringo Bus

Posted on February 13, 2011 by B Gourley

The cross-country bus was an old repurposed American school bus. It had been painted over in blue and white, but one could still make out the decal topography of “Monroe Community Schools” across the sides and back. It was punishingly … Continue reading →

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Fight in 108

Posted on February 12, 2011 by B Gourley

A hammer-fist careened down onto the man’s shoulder and it sent a shockwave through his body, taking the wind out of him. Still, when the thug shot a kick out at the man’s gut, the hapless victim managed to jump back. Unfortunately, the … Continue reading →

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