Archive for January, 2010
January 10
It could have been a dream. I think back, trying to grasp the sense of what my brain’s theater was playing before the crash woke me. It definitely wasn’t a car crash, I know that much. I couldn’t get an exact bead on what I was imagining, save to say that it was warm and [...]
January 9
One thing Hollywood does get right about the sound, though, is that it sticks with you. It’s the twenty-first-century equivalent of bones snapping and tendons tearing. Grendel chowing down on some Danish livestock has nothing on the pure horror that’s compressed into the sound of a car crash. Even if you don’t hear the metal [...]
January 8
“…you,” I say, bolting awake. It is way too early. What woke me up, I wonder? It was obviously the sound of the car crash. Car crashes, in the real world, never sound like what they do on television. For one thing, reality doesn’t fire up the Matrix-like slow-motion machine every time two cars are [...]
January 7
It’s a sense of falling. But that implies that forward motion through time is like rising. I wouldn’t know about that. I wonder if I’ll remember to ask someone that this time around. It’s not a sense of fast falling, but one of a controlled descent. Like laying down in an elevator. If you have [...]
January 6
“Someone keeps pulling you back,” she says. “You don’t look any older.” “It’s weird,” I say. The light flashes outside; the thunderstorm is starting. Early. “I’m running out of time,” I say. “Listen, Kyle, I have to tell you.” “It’s all right,” she says. “I know. I’ve… I’ve always known, I guess.” She leans forward [...]
January 5
“Kyle,” I whisper. “Kyle, I have to tell you something.” “Frannie, please,” she says, leaning closer. “I won’t let you kill yourself.” “Kill myself?” I laugh, but it’s a hollow sound. “No, I won’t do that, but the problem will soon take care of itself. Kyle, I don’t have much time left.” This time the [...]
January 4
“I don’t…” “There’s no such thing as infinity, no such thing as eternity,” I say, reciting the lesson I learned so long ago, and will learn again very soon. “It all has to end. It has to end…” “Frannie!” Kyle says, shaking me. I don’t respond to that, my head lolling around. I’m a doll [...]