Previously on Equinoxio: why on Earth do we blog? (Reflections in a blogger’s eye**) Now back to the original objective. As I mentioned, I wanted some “distribution” for my writing. How have I fared? Having worked in Marketing and Market research for most of my professional life, I do take a hard look at my…
Scotty to Captain: “Time-warp modules are down, Sir.” “What do you mean ‘down’? We’re in the middle of a tunnel in bl..dy Tlalpan!” “Sorry, Sir. The Orange man has blocked our main Canadian Time-warp supplier.” “Bombardier? I thought they only did Metro trains and stuff.” “In a previous time-slot, Sir. They have now extended into…
“Look! Tembo kidogo!” “A small elephant? A baby? Mtoto? “Ndiyo! A baby elephant.” “Wapi? Where?” “Over there. To the left.” Paul, the Kikuyu driver, warden, guide, etc. veered the Land-Rover inside the bush. There they were. Three females, facing outward for any possible predator, standing guard over a crouched form on the ground. “OMG!” Said…
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He fell to his knees, gasping for air. A strange sensation at his fingers brought confusion and he glanced down at his hands. They were clutching a knife, his knife, sticky with blood.? A dark crumpled form lay a few feet away, its face buried in the damp…
“Two eggs, over easy? More coffee honey?” The waitress was middle-aged. She had curlers on. And late fifties, early sixties glasses. You know the kind? Tear-shaped with fake diamonds. A cigarette was dangling from her too-red lips. “Want more coffee honey?” “Honey?” I blinked. Nothing. Closed my eyes. Opened them. I was back in the…
Nguyen Van Ty was a peaceful man. He’d arrived at the small village in Tonkin many years ago. Apparently from nowhere. Some of the villagers said he had a Saïgon accent, others assured he came from the Imperial city of Hué. He was dressed as a peasant, but his manners, his education, his delicate hands…
“Doc! Doc”! “What’s the matter, Raphaela? We’ll never finish on time if you keep interrupting!” “Sorry Doc, we have an emergency. The Boss is coming down to the Lab. In five minutes.” “Damn! How do you know?” “Gabby called me. And she says the Boss is in a bad mood. Very. So we’d better…
