See What You Think About This is not only an invitation to read, but a beckoning. It’s a lure to peek behind the curtain, and dares you to see if you can see what the author intended.
Category: Story
See What You Think About ThisXIII — You must listen intently to the sound in your ears. It’s a carrier signal.
You must listen intently to the sound in your ears. It’s a carrier signal. The message is layered into it.
See What You Think About ThisXV — Yes. It was the Werewolf
Yes. It was the Werewolf, he said. I ask him what happened.
See What You Think About ThisXVII — How much further are we going?
How much further are we going? She isn’t really asking me. Just thinking aloud.
See What You Think About ThisXVI — There was a boy once upon a time
There was a boy once upon a time who lived in a small village with his mother, this father, and his sister.
See What You Think About ThisXIV — This man lived once in a fairly clean house
So this man lived once in a fairly clean house, up along a good road. A good neighbourhood. This was the man I told you about.
See What You Think About ThisXVIII — Where did those men go?
Where did those men go? What men? He says he didn’t notice; had his eyes closed listening to some music the barman had put on.
See What You Think About ThisXVII — The music fades out
Fade out. The music fades out. I say you’re a strange girl. She doesn’t reply immediately so I stay: switch channels.
See What You Think About ThisXVI — Three black bags lay on the table
Three black bags lay on the table and the telephone was ringing in the back. That’s where it was.
See What You Think About ThisXV — So in this photograph is a boy and a girl
So in this photograph are a boy and a girl. The boys sits on the ground to the left and the girl lies on the ground to the right.
See What You Think About ThisXIV — The point about the Werewolf is this
The point about the Werewolf is this: a popular conversation about categories of things.
See What You Think About ThisXIII — This guy works in a store
This guy works in a store. He has a bulging gut but his heart was in the right place.
See What You Think About ThisXV — And off we set with the black bag
And off we set with the black bag in the trunk of the car. The drive to the restaurant is some two hundred miles of desert, mountain passes.
See What You Think About ThisXIV — I was wrong
I was wrong. It did change. How can you hear the cries of others and not listen?
See What You Think About ThisXII — I get flashbacks of war
I get flashbacks of war. But I wasn’t there
See What You Think About ThisXI — A man up along a road
Now see what you think about this: a man up along a road stood next to a tan colored car.
See What You Think About ThisXI — Letters
Letters. The writing on the brown envelope said: photocopies as requested.
See What You Think About ThisX — This isn’t my natural line of work
As I mentioned, this isn’t my natural line of work. I just fell into it.
See What You Think About ThisXII — Every now and then
Every now and then the old man would rock back on his heels. Every now and then.
See What You Think About ThisXI — You must listen intently to the sound in your ears
You must listen intently to the sound in your ears. It’s a carrier signal.
See What You Think About ThisX — March the seventeenth
March the seventeenth. Thinking about the body guard: got shot.
See What You Think About ThisIX — I spent two weeks in hospital
I spent two weeks in the hospital. I can remember getting there.
See What You Think About ThisVIII — There’s a spider
There’s a spider crawling on the counter.
See What You Think About ThisVII – I awake with a start
I awake with a start, and then slip back to this time.
See What You Think About ThisVI — I stab the cherry tomato
I stab the cherry tomato with my fork; trying hard to not let it shoot off the plate or squirt seeds at me.
See What You Think About ThisV — People get killed
People get killed. Are hollow. They come up to me like clear outlines with no insides, no complexity.
See What You Think About ThisIV — The dirt falls from the shovel
The dirt falls from the shovel all too slowly. I swear it doesn’t want to cover her body: it keeps slipping off to the edges.
See What You Think About ThisIV — People talking in the hotel bar
People talking in the hotel bar. A couple maybe mid-sixties.
See What You Think About ThisIV — I wait here every day
I wait here every day for somebody to come in.
See What You Think About ThisIII — And after the bar?
And after the bar? What happened after the bar, he asked.