Consider

The Condor

(If you will)

A writing site. With words.

Who would care? Not these guys. Some statements for you though:

  • Sometimes baths appeals to us.
  • The best of the animals is the musk ox.
  • Once we popped a balloon full of ketchup with our hands.
  • The best of the salted cured meats is the pastrami.
  • Once we kicked the hood of a commercial stove, slipped, and ate it hard while a crowd watched.
  • The best of the things is the space.
  • There are eight of these.
  • See?

We post for sure on Mondays and Fridays, basically a chapter per day.
There’s a Monday novel and a Friday novel.
We are minimally edited, which is changing.
Only we will judge you if you read both.

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  • Happily, Eve Ranthony

    Happily, Eve Ranthony

    To whom it may concern- That’ll get ‘em, Eve thought, her fingers snapping at the typewriter keys like Hungry Hungry Hippos. Her laptop lay, upside down and forgotten, on the sofa. This felt more personal, which was fitting given that it was her family that was whom should be concerned. I have, these past few…

  • Galactically Speaking – CHAPTER TWENTY

    Galactically Speaking – CHAPTER TWENTY

    James was asleep when the first bell rang. He remained asleep through the second bell, and when the third bell went off he sort of snorted absent-mindedly and rolled over. Then the water hit him. Frigid, brackish, algae-filled, disgusting sinkwater which had been kept in a refrigerator at the previous day’s end rolled down his…

  • Normal – CHAPTER TWENTY

    Normal – CHAPTER TWENTY

    An explosion rocked Sheila awake. Truth be told, the idea of a totally quiet life after people was always something of a lie given that all things make noise and lots of the noisiest are the things directly replaced by people. Her life had been full, for quite some time, of doubled mating calls reverberating…

  • Galactically Speaking – CHAPTER NINETEEN

    Galactically Speaking – CHAPTER NINETEEN

    The Shadow Council of the Galactic Empire meets in secret. There is light, obviously. If there was no light, if it really was exclusively in shadow, then nothing would ever get done. There would be a stronger element of secrecy, of course, but realistically if everything were in shadow then the words on the papers…