The bar was unusually empty for a Saturday evening, I was absentmindedly toying with my drink when there was a loud ‘boom’ and the walls of the bar shook violently, rattling the glasses on the shelves behind the counter. 458 more words
Tags » Apocalyptic
It wasn’t supposed to happen this way.
We were supposed to grow old together. We were supposed to move to that small, thatched cottage in the Scottish Highlands, to have a dog who would never tire of running through the country that surrounded us, to live out the rest of our lives in peaceful tranquillity away from the noise and the rush and the static of the city we found ourselves in. 497 more words
It would be easy to think that Detroit’s perilous financial situation and incapacity to provide basic social services has lead to something like the above: the apocalypse-like abandonment of a major metropolis, the death of the inner-city, the big shiny tower turned into a monument to man’s hubris. 16 more words
Admittedly, I’m a rather recent convert to reading anthologies. I’ve never seen them on bestseller lists or on anyone’s must-read list. In bookstores, if you’re lucky enough to know where they still exist, most fiction shelf space is devoted to novels, too. 320 more words