Nick was tired of the disintegrations. He’d wanted to be the Chief Claus Officer (CCO) of The SANTA Division since he’d joined the organization back… The post The Santa Division appeared first on mark a. rayner.
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mark a. rayner: The Ruins
Life and death were in the ruins. The old cottage was filled with a riot of primal green ferns and stinging nettles. The only bright… The post The Ruins appeared first on mark a. rayner.
Continue readingmark a rayner: Clown Apocalypse – the first flash fiction
Years later, the survivors discovered the Bozo Virus got its start at Escola de Clown de Girona, near the end of semester. The “Esclowna” was… Continue ReadingClown Apocalypse – the first flash fiction
Continue readingmark a rayner: The Ruins — a new flash fiction at the Caesura Letters
I have a new flash fiction up this week at the Caesura Letters called The Ruins. It’s a different kind of piece — a meditation on the nature of Stoicism (though to be fair, it has a dash of existentialism in it.) If you haven’t already checked out the Caesura
Continue readingmark a rayner | scribblings, squibs & sundry monkey joys: Leonides and the papier-mâché spatula
Gregorina awoke that morning feeling stranger than usual. She’d had vivid dreams of ravaging Leonides, their local butcher, with his own meat tenderizer. In the dream – or perhaps it would do her good to think of it as a … Continue reading →
Continue readingmark a rayner | scribblings, squibs & sundry monkey joys: The rush of heaven downward
I wrote this in 2003, and it was originally published in Flash Me magazine that year. It also appears in my collection, Pirate Therapy and Other Cures, and is probably the only serious story in the book. I thought it … Continue reading →
Continue readingmark a rayner | scribblings, squibs & sundry monkey joys: Pirate Therapy and Other Cures
My new collection is now available on Amazon and on Kindle: Ever wondered what might happen if your therapist was replaced by a pirate? Or how disquieting it would be to receive postcards from your future self? If William Shatner … Continue reading →
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