Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy


June 30th 2017

“When did you notice that you were being followed?” the officer asked. “About two months ago,” Hannah answered. Two firemen pushed past them. “And you would or would not describe this as “stalking behavior”?” the officer prompted. “No, not stalking …. uh … maybe guarding,” Hannah responded. “In a tracking way – out of possessiveness […]

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June 24th 2017

“What are you doing, Grandma?” Toby asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Drinking champagne,” his grandmother answered proudly, setting her glass down and lifting him up to the breakfast counter while hugging him tightly. “Mom and Dad only do that kind of stuff at night,” Toby yawned. “I’m older than they are and I […]

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June 21st 2017

Shadows materialized by the gate and the security guard opened it promptly. “Good evening! Safe travels?” Barlow inquired. They nodded, yellow eyes glowing softly in the darkness. He extended a small glass of red liquid to each of them. “To refresh you,” Barlow said, turning and spreading his arms expansively. “Welcome to the Sunset Palms […]

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May 17th 2017

“So … what are we going with here?” the tattoo artist asked. Mitchell paused. “Celtic knot design,” he said, pointing to a page in the book. “Great choice,” came the reaction. “Summoning spell or long life?” “Long life,” Mitchell answered, “but just one.” “Really? Go big or go home, huh?” the tattoo artist grinned, loading […]

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March 29th 2017

She’d laid out the tools for cookie baking across most of the kitchen, the utensils and cups arranged with precision (like a surgical tray). “Where’s Grandma?” Paul asked, looking around. “Outside … in negotiations,” Samantha answered, grinning. “Wanna go watch?” They rushed outside to the chicken yard as quietly as they could; the door to […]

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March 27th 2017

Phil cared for every animal dumped out at the junkyard. He tended to their injuries (that first aid class at the community college had always come in handy), kept them safe (made warm and comfortable shelters out of scraps of this and that, heated with a caged lamp insert that he ran minimally off of […]

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December 17th 2016

“In life,” the executor read aloud, “I paid you to care. I did it willingly; I understood the arrangement.” Charles shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “I was pleased to offer you an education. I felt it was my distinct obligation to provide bail money. And, as far as lessons repeatedly learned, I thought I should […]

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November 14th 2016

“S719 is more than awake; I cannot adequately explain,” one droid messaged to the other as they moved to the door, which opened before they could knock. In the impenetrable darkness of the abandoned container, orbs of light pulsed gently and sigils glowed (embedded in its walls – one green, one gold, one red, and […]

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PART TWO: Teaching Some People Some Manners

October 30th 2016

The cops never did question her about the boy and Clara did not spend her time on worry and guilt. By the time a room was prepared for her at the memory care center, she had corrected the neighbor’s tendency to throw his cigarette butts in his yard, demonstrated exactly why today’s youth should give […]

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October 22nd 2016

“Here,” the angel said. “Stand here. Push the button to collect what is lost and make it found.” Beatrice pushed the button, utterly confused about what she was doing, but not wanting to appear stupid. And there they were. All of the love letters that had failed to reach her – promises, apologies, desperate yearnings, […]

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