Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy

Preoccupation

April 24th 2017

“Mirror, mirror, on the wall,” she began. “Just don’t,” the mirror said. “Uh … who’s the fairest …,” she continued. “I’m not answering,” the mirror interrupted angrily. “… of them all … exactly WHAT is the matter with you?” she finished and countered. “You’ve been scrying,” it answered and she blushed. “You’ve been staring into […]

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Diary Pages: Emily Dickinson

April 23rd 2017

These hills. This house. My life. 
 I have ever been possessed of a solitary nature, so it is with some irritation that I meet question upon question as to when I will marry and throw off the darkness of my ongoing independence. Never, I answer, for the light that shines within me could know […]

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Glass

April 22nd 2017

“Well, we can sit here and just wait for the zombies to find a way in (maybe starving to death beforehand), or we can risk it – getting swarmed and torn apart on our way to what’s left of the grocery store,” Peter said with a sigh. “We can rest here in comfort and safety […]

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Tribe

April 21st 2017

Darcie walked into the kitchen to get more salsa, pausing to look back at the women gathered in her living room. “My tribe,” she whispered, grateful for friends to celebrate with (remembering a time when there were none). “Refills on Diet Coke!” Heather called out (and Darcie gave her a nod). They were programmers, teachers, […]

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Vernacular

April 20th 2017

“They tease me,” he said, sitting down at the end of the dock. “They accuse me of slipping – in my mind and in my writing.” He trailed two fingers along the surface of the water. Moments later, glowing eyes appeared, looking up at him through the blue. “Today, my publisher asked me what he […]

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Break

April 19th 2017

“You going home for break?” Brett asked as he zipped up his backpack. “Yeah,” Mike replied. “Springtime in Nebraska – gotta help the folks with the farm.” “Do you guys have chickens and pigs and cows?” Wendy asked excitedly. “All of that and so much more,” Mike replied. “Our poop diversity is spectacular.” Brett hummed […]

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Awake

April 18th 2017

The child awoke screaming. “I’m right here! I’m right here!” yelled the mother, running down the hall. She threw open the door to see the rumpled bed and the tear-streaked face, the finger pointing to the corner of the room. “It’s all right,” the mother cooed. “It’s going to be all right.” “Is everything all […]

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Audio

April 17th 2017

“The visual display is stunning,” Patton said, his voice tinged with awe. “The detail … incredible.” Murphy nodded. “The range is unprecedented; we don’t think the Hubble can beat this.” “And you say that the lenses … ” Patton trailed off, transfixed. “Are organic and gel-based; the material configures itself and solidifies when coordinates are […]

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Diary Pages: J.A.R.V.I.S.

April 16th 2017

(alarm) action: investigate alarm * /// smoke analyze * /// fire
 audio report * /// incident at Level 0.3 (containable) 
(audio response)
 record * /// “never mind”
 analyze * /// possible user error
 (audio response)
 record * /// “cigarette”

 record * /// “(laughter) (second party)”
 record * /// “J.A.R.V.I.S doesn’t like you smoking (second party)”
analyze […]

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Freedom

April 15th 2017

“You’re insane,” Tett whispered. “If the drones spot you, you’re done.” “If the drones spot me, it’s a blessed release from a life not worth living,” Solly replied. Tett sighed. “I just … .” “I know,” Solly said quietly, cutting him off, “but I will NOT give up my freedom of mind. I will NOT […]

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