Category Archives: Fiction

Toilet Training (Beginning)

Posted on January 20, 2015 by sputterpub

The consensus around the office about Cindy is that she’s like a retriever: sweet but dumb. Some of us are questioning that lately. We agree she’s not the brightest bulb on our string, but she’s also not very nice. Cindy … Continue reading →

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School (Part 3 of 3)

Posted on January 15, 2015 by sputterpub

Then there’s my niece. She did fine in school. Oh there were behavior problems (she didn’t fall far from the family tree), but she attended the required counseling and she had understanding and support through it all at home. She … Continue reading →

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School (Part 2 of 3)

Posted on January 14, 2015 by sputterpub

School provided me with two goods: diversity and filtering. There I met liars, athletes, brainiacs, idiots, philosophers and bigots, poor losers and good Samaritans, bullies and sycophants. All of that diversity created an environment in which I learned how to … Continue reading →

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School (Part 1 of 3)

Posted on January 13, 2015 by sputterpub

I once got sued by an asshole client. He claimed that I damaged him, but that was because he was nabbed in a crooked financial transaction and wanted someone, anyone but him, to pay for it. Swear to God: he … Continue reading →

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Near Ms (3 of 3)

Posted on January 8, 2015 by sputterpub

All in all, he had been attracted to her but comfortable with no action. Until the prospect came of making her up. In the week between booking the appointments and her noon arrival that Saturday, he started having explicit, exciting, … Continue reading →

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Near Ms (2 of 3)

Posted on January 7, 2015 by sputterpub

Meanwhile, Pamela dodged a bullet and missed a path. Her company was downsizing and she was terrified at the idea of being laid off. She dug in and began working extra hard, putting in long hours, showing her boss Ted … Continue reading →

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Near Ms (1 of 3)

Posted on January 6, 2015 by sputterpub

Most of the time Pamela didn’t think about Brian. She came to the day spa as often as her schedule permitted: about every three weeks. Brian gave the best massage she’d ever had, so she gratefully considered him immediately before, … Continue reading →

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How It Wasn’t (Stop)

Posted on December 24, 2014 by sputterpub

Chris offered “Coffee? Tea? Water? Wine?” and I asked if there was any beer. There was. I had an Anchor Steam and hoped for analgesic effect. We discussed aging and the attraction to comfort. Agreed one had to resist that. … Continue reading →

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How It Wasn’t (Start)

Posted on December 23, 2014 by sputterpub

I walked up Spruce Street that Saturday, inadvertently stressing my lower back and wondering about the fault. It runs beneath Spruce or Euclid or the Arlington in my part of Berkeley, and I figured I was pacing along on top … Continue reading →

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Geometry (End)

Posted on December 18, 2014 by sputterpub

Claude had been kind of a wild guy in college. When he had a car he drove it fast. When he got the chance he climbed fences, buildings, once even, at 3:30 in the morning, the cables of the Golden … Continue reading →

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