D. Allen

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David Allen is a mathematician, graphic artist, writer, personal trainer, and video producer for-hire.  But, honestly, you'll be lucky if he blogs on any of these things.  He'll probably just tell you how his day is going (or how yours should be).

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"All for Ellie"

Here is this weeks entry for Wendy's WOW555 contest.  The prompt is to have a twist ending in honor of April fools.

Kayla hadn't any idea of what it meant to have a home before having Ellie. During premarital counseling they were told that there might be a strong temptation to center the marriage around their future children, that their relationship might be at risk of fading into the ether of parent-teacher conferences. At the time she thought it made sense that they should remain focused on each other; and a look from Will told her that he also agreed. Now, she longed for letters from Will just to hear about Ellie...

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"A Forward to Insight"

This week's flash fiction is embedded as a PDF because I like the footnotes as they are. Deal with it!  Also, none of you ever comment, but you should (particularly on this one--I want to know what you think)!

Ten years ago, I was fortunate to come across a book(1) which boasted methods to relieve me of my ocular coadjutors. I was spending the weekend alone at a colleague's ski cabin with the promise of two full days of the sport. Unfortunately the snowfall that Friday night transcended "excellent conditions,'' and left me with "cabin-ridden.'' In a completely atypical fashion, I had failed to bring with me any reading material--forcing me to scrutinize the cabin's few, rotted shelves for a compelling read. It was on one of these shelves where I found Liberman's book...

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"Three Days"

Another entry for Wendy's flash fiction contest.  I didn't think I'd actually get it out in time... wrote it in 20 minutes.  Let me know what you think--good OR bad.

He did not feel lucky.  In fact, he had a particular distaste for the general notion of “luck.” Throughout his life, he had determined to work too hard to rely on, or even care to consider, such an indeterminate.  “Lucky” was an adjective suited only for those with an acute lack of practiced precision. But, as a man who prided himself on extreme rationality, he was forced to admit that he should not be conscious.  His eyes still shut, details of his accident found their proper place in a lattice of “something bad happened”s  and “I should not be alive”s.  

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"The Golden Sentence"

Again, I present an entry to Wendy Strain's WOW555 writing contestThe theme is "buried."

The Golden Sentence

Local libraries grant cards, not immortality—there is little resource for someone who’s greatest fear is dying without having read all of the books. But, despite this fact, she continued to apply for new cards at new libraries as if the next one would be able to bestow upon her eternal life. So, at any given time, our literary Cortez would have about a dozen books out from half a dozen libraries, half of which would be overdue (fortunately, she was happy to fund her local library system). And, because reading some of most of the books is better than nothing, she would subsidize the reading of these volumes by visits to the bookstore which was a three minute walk from where she worked...

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