Detective Story

As the half-light began to fade, Detective Morrisey realized that his investigation, at least for the day, would have to end. Tomorrow will be another day, he thought, as his stomach began to rumble from hunger, having not eaten anything since breakfast.

He knew that there were nuances to this case yet to surface, but if he kept at it, he was sure he could lay bare the relevant facts by knitting together all of the evidence into a solid, prosecutable case to hand over to the DA. Morrisey didn’t want to put his hard-earned reputation at risk by leaving any stone unturned. The ultimate disposition of this investigation required diligence, and he was bound and determined to eschew even a hint of failure.

So he’d go home, have some dinner, a beer or two, get a good night’s sleep, and proceed tomorrow where he left off tonight. Just turning another page in his personal detective story.

Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (half-light/hunger), Word of the Day Challenge (fade/reputation), My Vivid Blog (investigation/nuances/knitting), The Daily Spur (stomach/bare), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (determination/eschew/proceed), and The Twiglets (turning page).

#WDYS/Twiglet — Stars and Clouds

Stars streak across the sky at night
My head spins erratically
Vertigo overwhelms me

My heart feels empty
My life feels iffy
I am not equipped to deal

Layers of clouds during the day
Cast shadows upon my grief
Cannot stop the flow of my tears

Written for Sadje’s What Do You See prompt. Photo credit: Tasos Mansour @ Unsplash. Also for Misky’s Twiglet “layers of clouds.” Photo credit: Fandango.

Also for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (spin/tear), Your Daily Word Prompt (erratic/iffy), My Vivid Blog (empty), The Daily Spur (equip), and E.M.’s Random Word Prompt (grief).

Too Much Drama; Time to Move On

Bill was proud of his independence and could find no better company than his own. It wasn’t that he was indecisive, nor was he in any way antisocial. But he felt no need to surround himself with petty, garrulous, insincere people who would kiss you on the cheek and stab you in the back at the same time.

He recognized that he was getting older, but he never felt any sense of urgency about settling down in one place. Maybe at some point in the future Bill would channel the small gods into helping him find worthy people in a worthy place to call home. But so far, all he had experienced were lank, shallow people in forgettably lame places. And even though he tried to fit in, he would inevitably tire of the drama he would end up encountering if he stayed in any one place for too long.

Bill couldn’t say for sure if he was the cause of the drama or if he was its victim, but in either case, the result was his itinerant lifestyle. And he was happy.

Written for these daily prompts: Scott’s Daily Prompt (proud), My Vivid Blog (indecisive), Word of the Day Challenge (garrulous), The Daily Spur (urgency), E.M.’s Random Word Prompt (channel), Twiglet (small gods), Your Daily Word Prompt (lank), Ragtag Daily Prompt (drama), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (itinerant).