Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy
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December 6th 2016 in Microfiction

She clomped in, hooves sparking against the cold stone, and dropped into a chair in the lobby. “Woah,” Spike reacted. “You’re in a mood.” Her tail flicked and her eyes flashed angrily. “You make one mistake,” she said (without going further). “Here to see the boss?” he asked and she nodded. “I been here loads […]

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December 5th 2016

“His gift will change philology forever, and I do not make that claim lightly,” Rupert said, standing, to the gathering of his colleagues. “I have seen the material and I … was left speechless.” Dr. Meier spoke up. “Is it true? About the Hurrian? Someone … something … wrote to him in a dialect of […]

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Letters from Krampus #3

December 4th 2016

Dear Mark, Yes, I have more than one sack to stuff children into and, yes, they have different designs. No, you cannot have photographs of the sacks to pick the one you like best. Now, I’m impressed that you’ve accepted getting the sack this year and you seem to be trying to make the best […]

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December 3rd 2016

“They’re so quiet,” Eric observed, amazed. “They had dinner and just settled right down. Mine would be bouncing off of the ceiling.” “This year, we’ve really tried to find the right balance of low sugar, lots of exercise, engaging their minds – kind of a total exhaustion plan. It’s worked out really well,” Phillip replied, […]

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December 2nd 2016

She moved methodically from one common area to the next (for she was no thief). Into the stack of envelopes she held in her left hand, she sorted individual hairs, plastic spoons, business cards, scribbles on napkins, and teeth-marked pens. Wedged between the garbage bin and wall was a small Tupperware container; no one had […]

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December 1st 2016

“You seem to really like your job,” Karen said, acting a little surprised. “I do,” Pete responded. “There’s a lot of variety and independence.” “Okay, but … ,” Karen continued, “I’m sorry, but … the mailroom? That’s your happy place?” Pete laughed. “Oh, it’s not a mailroom. When they’re looking at “streamlining some processes”, it’s […]

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November 30th 2016

“I just don’t want to die in a stupid way,” he said, wringing his hands. “I just don’t want that to be the only thing memorable about me.” The old gypsy woman smiled slightly. “You will have a long life … ” “Okay, but I don’t want to die on the toilet or roll off […]

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November 29th 2016

In the Target parking lot, turning on her lights to back out, Cathy gasped as she looked up to find a woman standing in front of the car, leaning forward against the hood to see in. “Shit,” Nancy whispered in the passenger seat. “Shitshitshit.” “What IS that?” Cathy asked quietly, terrified by the orange eyes, […]

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November 28th 2016

He clutched the boarding pass tightly in his right hand, willing his mind to quiet and his stomach to settle. “I’ve a mind to not go,” he admitted to himself, shifting his weight from his right to his left and closing his eyes. “Lots needs doin’ right here.” “It’s easy to preach to the choir, […]

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