Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy
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November 24th 2015 in Microfiction

“With the recent attacks, we’re very concerned about your ladyship,” McDoon said, accepting a cup of tea. “This is a grand house, but it is not a fortress,” Cumberland added. “Your ladyship must feel quite frightened and vulnerable up here on the hill all alone.” “You’re both so kind to pay a call and inquire […]

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November 23rd 2015

This year, they’d made a pact: appreciate what they had – stop being ashamed. At first, it was hard to talk about Thanksgiving (the tiny apartment, the mac-n-cheese buffet, cheap beer, cheap wine, old movies, family you didn’t have or [in the interest of self-preservation] you left well enough alone), but it got easier. People […]

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November 21st 2015

Laura whispered, “What is her problem today?” as Wanda rampaged past. “I’ve never seen her like this.” Mary sipped her coffee and smiled. “This morning, she read an article about names that were going extinct in America and “Wanda” was in the top 10.” They both flinched, hearing a door slam. “Did it make her […]

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November 20th 2015

“I did somebody a good turn – returned a lost purse, I think it was, and they gave me twenny bucks,” Ollie said. “That was a good day.” He pushed his cart slowly, picking up trash from the sidewalk and throwing it into rubbish bins. “I gave most of that away, but wandered into the […]

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November 19th 2015

Erstwhile was giving the Winter Fae Luncheon keynote when she felt an overwhelming sense of loss and burst into tears. “I – I’m sorry,” she choked out, trying to dry her tears on a golden dinner napkin. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” Out in the audience, there were gasps and sobs and someone […]

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November 18th 2015

Vampires fell upon the campers, feeding with gusto. After a few minutes, two in the back nearest the lake stood up and faced each other. “Medium-bodied; hints of fright, despair, unfinished laundry, and lingering cheap perfume,” said one. “Full-bodied; fright – definitely, freshly mown grass, financial worries, and a sharp note of cheese curds on […]

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November 17th 2015

“I was 74 when I helped myself out of a sticky situation,” Arletta said, pulling the top off of her blueberry muffin to eat it first. “Someone was gonna make a real mistake with their life and use me to help ’em. Couldn’t have that.” The strangers smiled and nodded politely, waiting to have their […]

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November 16th 2015

“Guardian Angel or Aftermath Spirit?” the catastrophe coordinator asked. “Neither,” the soul replied, flashing to serve in Kenya and then flashing back. “I don’t have you on my list,” the coordinator said, consulting its clipboard. The soul shrugged, flashing to Beirut to serve and then flashing back. “You’re not Apocalypse Detail, are you?” whispered the […]

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November 14th 2015

In the dark of night, even blacker shadows detached themselves from the edge of the woods and rushed, howling, at the remote cabin with its terrified guests inside. One of the shadows hit the plank siding by the wood pile and ricocheted out into the yard, landing with a loud, “Oof!” The other shadows pulled […]

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