Friday, November 21st, 2:29 PM
Bernie got out the passenger door of the Chevy and headed toward Aiano, who was drinking a can of Diet Pepsi outside the grocery-general store at a gas station. He was followed by a large white guy, late forties, dark-haired and muscular. The man looked like he was glad it had been only a few days since he'd needed a shower, happier yet he had a week or so before the next one.
Aiano nodded to… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 30, 2010 at 12:15am —
Friday, November 21st, 10:17 AM
I waited at a table. The same table, actually, where we met before, outside the Starbucks. I smoked and remembered the phone call when I got home last night.
"Matt Lieukenjon," I answered when my cell started ringing. I'd just made it to my new desk and was powering up my laptop.
"Matt? Your friend, Bill Cady. Got a minute?"
"Sure. The cops are already back on patrol.… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 28, 2010 at 3:59pm —
Thursday, November 20th, 08:33 PM
I had no idea what kind of man Aiano Matua might be. I knew nothing about him. Never even heard his name until Jorge told me. Never saw the man until I tried to save a poor Mexican kid about to get his ass handed to him in a bloody basket. No previous encounter with him until I used my fender to dump him into another parking lot.
If I hadn't heard Jorge say his name I wouldn't've known it… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 27, 2010 at 6:54pm —
The past few days, 24 of them to be precise, I've been putting up chapters of The Shimmering Image, the 1st novel in a series of five I call The Shimmering Image series. Being new to this site, I've moved cautiously, unfamiliar with the rules. Counting the next comment I get on these chapters, I'll be up to one. ;-(
My time's been heavily occupied after I read a post on this site by Matthew Sawyer regarding the website Smashwords. The problems I ran into regarding the massive… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 26, 2010 at 9:43pm —
Thursday, November 20th, 05:59 PM
Jorge and Sina stopped walking when the white guy in the Viper went past. He waved at the man. Sina just watched. She asked, "Who's that guy?"
"I dunno, Baby. Says his name's Matt. He's pretty nice, though. He ran Aiano's fat ass off'n the road when he was chasin' me, then he stopped an' picked me up." Jorge shrugged. "I ain't got no idea why he done it, but then he brung me over here,… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 26, 2010 at 7:47pm —
Thursday, November 20th, 05:48 PM
I took a fast look in my mirror to be sure I hadn't aroused "Oceanside's Finest" while the car continued slowing to the vicinity of the 45 mph posted speed. All I did to help the cause was downshift to third. The Viper did the rest.
Satisfied I wasn't prison bound for excessive zeal while saving a life, I stuck my hand in the guy's direction. "I'm Matt," I told him. "What's your… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 25, 2010 at 9:03pm —
Thursday, November 20th, 04:29 PM
When Father, the Shimmering Image, told me He had things to take care of, I didn't question Him. I suppose, if I had to keep track of and intervene in billions of lives over tens of thousands of years, I might find times I had to work a little OT. My situation was, thankfully, different from His.
With all the things I was putting in motion, it wouldn't be long before my days were filled to… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 24, 2010 at 6:31pm —
Thursday, November 20th, 11:26 AM
All three of us made it back home in the "poofmobile". I refilled Father's water dish, got myself a Gatorade, and took a seat in the living room. As usual, I made my way to the Stratolounger® and put my feet up. "You didn't say what You have in mind, but I have some more questions if You're not busy."
"Fine. There's plenty of time, Matt. At the moment that priest, Father Pat, is wrestling with… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 23, 2010 at 7:50pm —
Thursday, November 20th, 9:41 AM
The last few weeks were different. Like that string of days where everything began to change for me was different. Unusual in every respect. However, these days, the past three weeks, were a different different.
No, I haven't been drinking. Not at all.
When these miracles started to unfold, it was a difference in my life as stark as night and day. I went from carefully planning… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 22, 2010 at 4:59pm —
Saturday, October 31, 11:22 PM
It was a dark and stormy night.
Wait a sec. Hold on. That's the way "Snoopy", the dog in Peanuts, starts his novels. In California, the only stormy nights are occasional times in early January, maybe late December. That's when we get our rain. Granted, most of our nights are pretty dark, but that always seems to correct itself by morning.
Therefore, I was half on the money. It was dark,… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 21, 2010 at 7:28pm —
Saturday, October 31, 9:06 PM
Even if he had to share it with two other guys in the neighborhood, this car was by far the nicest vehicle Jorge Ortiz had ever driven. A 1985 Chevy El Camino, newly painted in pearl white. A hot 305 V-8 that ran like a scalded cat, new cargo cover, perfect body with no dings or dents, power windows and locks. A dream come true. Thankfully, Hector's uncle Roberto signed for the loan. Jorge was paying it off,… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 20, 2010 at 5:01pm —
Saturday, October 31, 02:16 PM
After He dropped that bombshell on me, I needed a break. Something to take my mind off the thought. I tried to think back in my past for a while, walking around in my back yard, smoking. Tried like hell to remember if, at any time, I'd ever violated that one. There certainly weren't a whole helluva lot of rules and laws I hadn't broken at one time or another over the years. I was pretty damned worried about… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 19, 2010 at 7:41pm —
Saturday, October 31, 02:16 PM
The dog kingdom, it appears, has a longstanding feud with humanity. I don't know what started it, or what it's all about, but I've seen the evidence of it countless times. I'll bet you have, too. They have a method of revenge so simple, it's flawless. Most dogs are so good at it, they can inflict it on us two or three times per week, more in some cases.
Picture this: the dog comes into a people… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 18, 2010 at 8:51pm —
Saturday, October 31, 01:07 PM
The office wasn't meant to impress anyone. A small room mixed in with the other church offices. One side faced the street. Eight feet separated the door and the street wall, which sported a nine foot window. The other dimension was twelve feet, making it seem like a railroad sleeper car as you stepped in from the hallway. Coming in, the door opened to the right, only as far as a rubber stopper built into the… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 17, 2010 at 7:07pm —
Saturday, October 31, 12:18 PM
Although yesterday unexpectedly became a busy day, the restful Saturday I once hoped for was anything but. Part of it was my fault, I guess, but there are times I get in a mood to do things. From my perspective, you can do things and, then again, you can do things. Much of the difference concerns money.
The last four years I'd been in possession of very little money, as well as very little of… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 16, 2010 at 7:25pm —
Friday, October 30, 3:52 PM
I guess you could say He had us on an "express poof", but not home. Home! It sounds better to me every time I say it. Instead of going there, my dog and I, with our "Mystery Poofer", arrived at my bank. The main branch I use for personal banking. Hence, I found myself in front of the building, wondering what to do next.
The answer came immediately. I calmly lit a Winston 100 and worked on it. I'd… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 15, 2010 at 7:54pm —
Friday, October 30, 2:25 PM
The last couple days were consumed with the process of moving in. Yes, even when you're a homeless piece of crap, there are things to be done. I left my post office box as my mailing address, but there were a few people to be notified. The small number I could still honestly say were friends. I had to learn all over again how to work little things like the TV remote, the VCR, (Al had two, same as I did when I… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 14, 2010 at 7:53pm —
Monday, October 27, 11:04 AM
There are certain difficulties, as far as having a normal conversation, when the other party to a discussion can read your mind. I had what I've often called a "sneakin' suspicion", and it just wouldn't go away. In any other case, such as a conversation with you, I might be asked, "Is something wrong?" or if I had something else on my mind.
In that instance, I could use a white lie and say, "No, everything's… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 13, 2010 at 7:43pm —
Monday, October 27, 10:36 AM
It came to me rather quickly I was having a unique experience. At the least, it was unique to me, if not the only time it ever happened. So, I had my next question. "Am I the only human you've ever spoken with? Like this?"
As fast as I said it, I started wishing I had those words back, realizing how stupid my question was before the question mark landed as the last word shot past my teeth. For Pete's sake,… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 12, 2010 at 9:49pm —
Monday, October 27, 9:48 AM
It took me a while to accept what I'd just heard. It took a while, actually, to even believe anyone would say those words. Claim to be God. I have to admit, I was still grappling with the idea of talking, if that's what you call it, with an alien being. For some reason, it was more acceptable, easier to digest, than what I'd heard. I tried to imagine all the different things I might've actually heard. Convince myself… Continue
Added by Bill Cady on November 11, 2010 at 7:58pm —