In my wheelchair in the exam room, as I explain my symptoms in detail to the specialist (unable to move my legs; no control over my bladder, bowels, or anything below my waist), I can feel it purposefully, deliberately changing course and making a desperate, hell-bent beeline for my mouth.
Trevor’s fiction and non-fiction have appeared it print and digital publications since the 1970s. He’s a mononymous, multiple award-winning, full-time entertainer who likes hyphens. trevorthegamesman.com
Trevor Good job! Scary, horrible, awful and well composed
my fiancee says if autobiographical — she’s praying for you
Thanks for you response, Whit. This is my first ever foray into horror, so your comments are gratifying. I have a couple of autobiographical stories here, but they’re both labeled: “(a true story)” after the title.
I’m with you on hy-phens! From the many one.
Quote from Hunt for Red October:
“Whoa! You talk about puke! We ran into a hailstorm over the Sea of Japan. Everybody’s retching their guts out! The pilot shot his lunch all over the windshield, and I barfed on the radio! Shorted it out completely! And it wasn’t that lightweight stuff either, it was that chunky industrial weight puke!”
I’m absolutely delighted the the word “hyphens” just happens to be hyphenated in my bio, Matthew. It was definitely not planned that way but it sure is a pleasurable little twist!