Anorexic Zombie Gazette

JUNK MAN Chapter 2 I stared at Willy. Of course I would want to talk to him-I missed my dad so bad my heart felt like a bad toothache-all the time. Dad was the only person who understood me. He could tell when I just needed to be alone to sort out things that were bothering me and he seemed to know exactly when I was ready to talk about those things. I guess it was because Dad and I were a lot alike. When Dad died I felt like part of me died with him. The day of Dad's funeral I slipped out the... Sign in to see full entry.

JUNK MAN by Kristine J. Trudeau Chapter 1 Willy Junk Man was an inventor and the most interesting man I have ever met. His real name was William Jungmann but he told me that when he was in school the kids gave him that name and it stuck as those things tend to do. The thing was, Willy didn’t mind the name and even prided himself in living up to it by collecting every appliance, every mechanical, and every electrical device the townsfolk threw away. Willy was a recycler before recycling became a... Sign in to see full entry.

ANOREXIC ZOMBIE GAZETTE Note to Reader: This is a work of fiction - Although Camargo, Illinois, exists the characters do not. Any similarity to anyone is purely coincidence. July 13, 2008 STANDOFF By Kristine J. Trudeau The nightmare continues, as it always does. She’s in darkness and hears people screaming. She cannot feel her body. She cannot move her head and finds it difficult to open her eyes. When they open, she looks through a red haze. She’s lying on the church lawn, staring into the... Sign in to see full entry.

Part 4 Jennifer’s condition worsened. She alternated between wakeful hallucinations and unconsciousness. She wasn’t sure if he was real until Steve pulled her into his arms and said her name over and over. She was dying. Her last thought and her last word were the same. “Mirror.” Guilt and love pierced the very core of Steve’s being. Even though he had cut his trip short to come back to Jennifer, he berated himself for leaving her. His shoulders shook as he clutched her to his chest. His silent... Sign in to see full entry.

Part 3 Steve had postponed a much needed business trip during Jennifer’s hospitalization. When she returned home, Jennifer insisted he take the trip. Steve reminded his new bride to rest “Doctor’s order,” kissed her at the door, and suitcase in hand, walked down the steps to their car. Jennifer watched Steve from the door and noticed that it took him several minutes before he started the car. She suspected he was having second thoughts about leaving. When he turned and looked back at her, her... Sign in to see full entry.

Part 2 The wedding came off with only one hitch, Jennifer and Steve forgot to arrange transport of the gifts to their new apartment. Savannah overheard the couple discussing their predicament as they prepared to leave for the airport. “I’ll take your presents to the apartment,” Savannah said. The look Steve shot Jennifer gave voice to her feelings—Should we? “It will give me a chance to deliver your present,” she continued. “It was too big to bring to the reception. When you get back, you can... Sign in to see full entry.

ANOREXIC ZOMBIE GAZETTE July 8, 2008 THE WEDDING PRESENT (A Dark Fairy Tale) by Kristine J. Trudeau “And I want you to be my maid-of-honor,” Jennifer finished in a rush that left her breathless. Savannah stared at her. Jennifer’s face grew hot under her best friend’s scrutiny. To avoid Savannah’s eyes, Jennifer looked at the wall and picked a piece of imaginary lint off her sleeve. Would Savannah never answer? What a mess! How was she to know Steve had been Savannah’s lover three year’s ago? She... Sign in to see full entry.

Have you ever gotten out of bed, thinking: "Today is going to be like every other day-boring!" only to have your life turned upside down? For me, it started at breakfast. A plate clattered in front of me. I knew without looking up from my newspaper that it would be hard-eggs and limp bacon served on a chipped plate. My wife Dorothy knew I liked my eggs over-easy and my bacon crisp. She never got it right. I turned the page and waited for the toast that would never come and the coffee that would... Sign in to see full entry.