Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy
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March 9th 2018 in Microfiction

“STUPID CAT!” Joe yelled, sitting up and throwing his slipper at the door. “Wha- … what’s going on?” Carol murmured sleepily. “Furball is out there in the hallway drinking gallons of water; it’s making me nuts!” he explained, frustrated. “Furball is right here,” Carol whispered, sitting up next to him, but pointing to the cat. […]

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March 8th 2018

“As I’ve said before,” Wrath began, “4 of us get a raw deal. Lousy working conditions, little to no support, zero recognition. What’s being done about it?” “Who are you representing?” the supervisor inquired. “Aside from myself, Pride, Envy, and Greed. Wherever we go, Gluttony and Sloth are happy as clams and – let’s face […]

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March 7th 2018

He had been to see the captain twice and was dismissed each time. He had gone to the command center to find more of the lead crew with similar results. “I knew it was a long shot,” James whispered to himself in the corridor, staring out at the stars, “but I’m surprised I couldn’t find […]

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March 6th 2018

“I’m giving my notice,” Death said, pushing a piece of parchment across the angel’s desk. “Uh … okay,” the angel replied, surprised, “but … you’re Death. I … um … I’m not entirely sure Death can resign.” “I know that I’ve been here for a long time,” Death said, nodding, “but I haven’t been here […]

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March 5th 2018

The first crow appeared in the yard, followed by a second and a third. A fourth. A fifth. More. Still more. Crows everywhere, squawking loudly as they touched down, arrogant in their numbers. Peter and Sonja watched, standing far back from the picture window. “They’re punch drunk from landing,” Peter whispered, staring straight ahead. “Exhausted […]

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Diary Pages: Danuta Veyuvic

March 4th 2018

Waiting for the Advil to kick in. Two hours at the end of the driveway with the sidewalk chalk; everything hurts, but FEH. 80 years old, but I remember what it’s like to be young; I remember all of that business – the courage and stupidity. Lots of trying and lots of tears. So I […]

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March 3rd 2018

“My gawd,” Lead Inspector Ockten said, walking carefully through the plastic draping and shaking his head. “Look at this place.” “Worst we’ve seen, but not the first we’ve seen,” Detective Harris commented. “Over here.” In the living room, an ornate mirror had been laid flat on a fake fur ottoman, its surface strewn with black […]

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March 2nd 2018

“Mom, let Becca come with you,” Laura said, pushing the girl forward. “I’m all right; I really am,” she replied. “I do this every year and I’m perfectly fine.” “Becca, go with your grandmother,” Laura instructed as the cab pulled up, “and hold her hand.” Down the sidewalk they went, Becca unable to stop yawning […]

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March 1st 2018

“If we could, somehow, help the poor thing … gift it with closure and … release,” Watson started, leaning forward over his breakfast to whisper. “A draft is not a phantom, my dear Watson, and it is not a living thing that hears,” Holmes responded, not looking up (but raising his voice exactly as much […]

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