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by Ray
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| I got an odd request tonight. It was from someone that wanted to post, but had a hard time doing so because his comput... |
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by Ray
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| Sometimes I just want to shake hands with the bad guy, warn him not to discuss all his plans before they’ve been carrie... |
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by Ray
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| Friday morning, running extra late this morning, because when I went to hit the “snooze” button, I accidentally hit the... |
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by Ray
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| No one understands this desire, so I can only assume it is a foolish one. Trapped by humanity, chained by civilization... |
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by Ray
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| She hasn’t stayed the night at her own place in over two weeks. Tyler has practically moved out, claiming that the ste... |
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by rik
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| I'm afraid this is a bit overdue, but I wanted to get it in on the April issue so that it would at least be on the same ... |
| April 26, 2006 |
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by Carey
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| There seems to be a drought of estrogen driven writers on this web site so I figured it was my duty to step up to the pl... |
| April 25, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| Surprisingly, she actually likes his outfit, which is too bad, because the shirt is too tight and the jeans make his le... |
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by Ray
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| Man, it’s too late for me to up rambling. I have to be up in a few of hours. Not only up, but up and at ‘em. The stu... |
| April 24, 2006 |
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by Dave Riley
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| “Lemmee tell you something Kitty.”
Kitty giggled and leaned forward.
Mr. Bailey also giggled as he indicated Mrs. ... |
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by Ray
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| “Dude, it’s totally got you.”
“It doesn’t have me—it’s just becoming a problem, is all.”
“Addicts never admit they ... |
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by Ray
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| Switchin’ it up a bit tonight, Strangelanders—tequila. Let me tell you a little something about tequila and I: I stay... |
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by Ray
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| “Well, what do you think?” She looks at him expectantly, a huge smile on her face. She thinks that she’s done somethi... |
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by Trey
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| Apparently my floor at work houses the department in charge of all the cellphones, and after 10 years or so they've deci... |
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by Ray
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| Aw’right, kids, I’m back. Not in top form by any means, but whatever. I was freakishly ill on Sunday, Monday, and Tue... |
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by Dave Riley
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| The hazy rays of the intense sun targeted the lawn chair into which Tony Poda had wedged his fat ass. It parboiled his e... |
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by Ray
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| I'm sick as a damn dog. Have been for days, now. Just uhg, man. Going to bed now, I'll be back when I can think witho... |
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by Ray
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| I’m at work the other day, and my cell phone rings. I was just pulling my truck in after a delivery, so I figured what... |
| April 16, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| You smell like dead spaghetti, and I’m tired of all the birds. You want to come into my shack, but once you get there,... |
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by Ray
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| You know what I’ve been doing a lot of lately? Drinking. And not alcohol, either. Just, you know—liquids. Fluids. ... |
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by Ray
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| I’ll be honest with you, kids—I got nothin’. I mean, my brain is fried. In fact, I’ve started this third sentence ove... |
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by Ray
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| I wake up quickly, but I’m not sure why. I look around the room, wondering what could have caused my heart to race so ... |
| April 13, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| One thing I like is macaroni and cheese. Out of the box. Generic, name-brand, I don’t care. Enough milk and butter, ... |
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by Ray
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| I don’t even want to know what time it is. We’ve been kicked out of the bar, but Jessica somehow managed to talk the o... |
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by Ray
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| Alarm goes off, I can’t figure out what it is. My brain tells me that it must be either some sort of emergency, or wha... |
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by Ray
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| “Tell me about when you grew up.” I’m three drinks in, which is not nearly enough to justify why I’m even considering ... |
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by Ray
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| Monday morning again, and although I haven’t mentioned it in a while, I’m still pissed about the time change. “How lon... |
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by Dave Riley
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| He fumbled with the adult-sized handset as he used his five-year-old hand to lift it from the cradle. Then he reached wi... |
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by Ray
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| Saturday morning, early, but not early enough to make me feel like I’m getting a head start on the day. First drink of ... |
| April 08, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| We get to Hederton just as the sun is setting, which is probably for the best—it’s not the kind of place that you reall... |
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by Jesse
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| Somewhere, on a lonely street, a perfect line of elms keep the company of a roadway whose intent is long forgotten. It i... |
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by Ray
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| So I’m sitting out here in my writing area, trying to do my thing, but I keep getting distracted. I’ve been checking o... |
| April 07, 2006 |
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by rik
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| I have to drive 45 minutes every morning to get from my apartment to my work, and from the time I pull into the parking ... |
| April 06, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| “This is getting too easy.” I start the car as she straps herself in. It’s two days later, and we’re already done wit... |
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by Ray
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| “I think he’s cheating on me.”
Oh, shit, not this again. I roll my eyes, exaggerated, so she can’t help but see it a... |
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by Ray
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| Man. What a long day, and what an unproductive night. Trolling the waters, looking for writing contests. Why? Long ... |
| April 04, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| Austin, Texas, 7:00 a.m., what should be 6. Hot already, humid like it’s pretending to be the jungle, and I can barely... |
| April 03, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| <font color='red'><b>Note from Ray:</b></font> I actually wrote this late Saturday night, but while writing it, I got s... |
| April 03, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| So it’s like, what, April Fools Day? Sheesh. You know, like people across the world, I think Valentine’s Day is stupi... |
| April 01, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| Back in the day, Trey was the only one around here who had the power to begin a new issue of The Strangelands. What th... |
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