t’s been a slow week at the Carnival. You’ve missed Dramatickle, by the good Doctor Celestine himself, and The Squatch’s Story, by our very own guest poster, Squatch.
DreamTime, Pt 1
Nine-year-old Alice sat in the sandbox, scooping up piles of sand and letting the grains sift out between her fingers. Around her, the school yard was [...]
ince last week, you’ve missed:
Stirrupchuck — Dr. Celestine
Catfight Tonight! — Mr. James
Untitled — Dr. Celestine
Carnage
The Carnival sat in a valley, glowing in the dark like the lit flame of a match in a cupped palm. Black Alice Frye parked on the hill above the Carnival and stepped out of her car, cigarette burning in one [...]
he story so far . . .
Masquerade, Pt 1 — Mr. James
Masquerade, Pt 2 — Mr. James
The Games We Play — Mr. James
Da Squatch Presents Robbie DelGato and Sheila Walks the Underside — Mr. James & Squatch
The House of Wax
So much for getting directions, Alice thought as she drove, windows down, taking the rutted [...]
hen we last left our intrepid adventurers . . .
Working Girl — My previous entry.
Turnaboutshine — Dr. Celestine
Does the Adventure Begin? — Lluna Girl
Drinkblot — Dr. Celestine
Ghost Story — Mr. James
Detours — Mr. James
Two For The Price Of One — Mr. James
Dinner Break
It wasn’t quite a one-horse town — maybe a three- or four-horse town. [...]
lice went downstairs to her work room, ad in one hand and candle in the other. She chewed her lip as she gazed at the carnival advertisement. It was the standard thing — “Come See The Shriner Circus! Playing November 8th, 9th, & 10th At . . . “ She rolled her eyes. There were [...]
ow Brer Rabbit was skipping down the road one day heading for his home in the briar patch when he spotted Sis Cow grazing in the field. It was a mighty hot day and Brer Rabbit was thirsty. Some milk would be real fine on such a warm afternoon, but Sis Cow always refused to [...]
ack in the day, when Disney released The Little Mermaid, there was a bit of a tizzy over what Disney did to the original fairy tale. I was about 13 when the movie came out, and didn’t read Hans Christian Anderson’s original version until a year or two later. For those of you who aren’t [...]
ate one night, Daniel Boone and a friend went out fire hunting. Fire hunting involves the shining of the light from a fire pan (a pan full of blazing pine knots) into the woods. The light reflects in the eyes of the deer, which is too dazzled to run and the hunters can shoot it.
This [...]
”o, uh, how’s Samuella doing?” Alice crouched in the dank corner of the cave, shivering and wet, scraping at the wall with a scalpel. Behind her, the Irishman stood, back to her, arms crossed, face as stony as the walls around them. Her voice echoed back to her amongst the dripping water and the chittering [...]
alamity Jane was born Martha Jane Canary-Burke, in Princeton, Missouri, on May 1st, 1853. She was famous for being an army scout, for fighting Indians, and mostly, for knowing Wild Bill Hickok.
Project Gutenberg has a short ebook about Calamity Jane, available for download (free!) here. From the ebook:
It was during this campaign that I was [...]
