WILLIAM ARTHUR HOLMES (contact me here)

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From 1989, by Bill

In the vast expanse of Llycete Spaceport's docking yard on this below-freezing winter morning, the Mraclys, a small ship badly in need of a paint job, stood apart from the other ships, mostly because it was so ugly. Green on top, orange o... read more

Dinko Goes Shopping

From 1990, by Bill

There once was a cat named Dinko who loved food more than anything else in the world. Of course, when you're a cat, food is probably the single most important thing in the world; so none of this should come as any great shock.... read more

Remmy Gets Gas

From July 1990, by Bill

Remmy pulled into the gas station and jumped out of his pickup. He went to the rear of the truck, checked his reflection in the camper shell window, smiled, and slid the gas nozzle into the tank.
He left the pump on automatic and wandered over to a soda m... read more

So Much For Sacrificial Rites

From February 1990, by Bill

The High Priest announced, We must sacrifice a human life tonight. The crowd of Mibuku natives milling around the fire immediately tensed and fell silent. Suddenly, the High Priest pointed his holy finger at a lowly servant fanning the Queen. The servant shrie... read more

One Of Those Nights

From 1990, by Bill

It was late. Claude couldn't sleep. He decided to walk to the corner liquor store for munchies and beer.
As he entered the store, he noticed a girl at the phone-booth by the door. She smiled a curious smile and Claude smiled ba... read more

Murder, Or Just An Honest Mistake?

From 1990, by Bill

The following story is rated PG. You figure it out.
Madison Ripley Smith was sitting at his desk with his feet propped up when she walked in. Long legs, hourglass shape, luxurious jet-black hair, and matching jet-black eyes.... read more

A Day At The Fair

From 1990, by Bill

I pulled into Angel's Camp around noon. I was supposed to be meeting my brother Don and his wife Diane there... somewhere. We hadn't actually decided on a meeting place. That would have been too easy.
I drove south on the m... read more

Lipstick & WD-40

From 1990, by Bill

Sandi strolled out of the motel room wearing her tight spandex pants, high-heeled shoes and a simple peasant blouse. She had just turned another trick and she wanted to vomit. This was not a reaction to just the one trick, but... read more

The Leaky Weekly

From 1990, by Bill

The Leaky Weekly's motto used to be: It's Not Just A Newspaper, It's A Piece Of Us. This was quickly perverted by the locals into: It's not just a newspaper, it's a piece of ass. So the motto was changed to: It's Not... read more

Kangaroos Attacked Me

From 1993, by Greg - not really

There I was in Long Beach, California, having lunch down along the docks like I always do. It was a cool Autumn day, early November. I was watching the ships roll in... then I'd watch 'em roll away again. Whoa-wo sittin' on the dock of the ... read more

Aliens Spoke To Me

From 1993, by Bill

I just started driving. I don't know why. Boredom, I guess.
I left my house around noon. I'd had enough of watching football on t.v. and just felt like getting out. When I hopped into my truck I had no idea where I might go. East, I thought. To the desert, maybe. See t... read more

Devastating Earthquake Rocks Southland

From 1993, by Bill

A powerful earthquake measuring 8.3 on the Richter Scale brought Southern California to its knees just before dawn yesterday. Hundreds of buildings in the greater Los Angeles area were completely destroyed, dozens more rendered uninhabitable. L.A.'s... read more

Lunch At Jack-In-The-Box

From 1993, by Bill

Driving around town the other day, I somehow ended up in Hollywood. I don't get to Hollywood much anymore and don't usually find myself missing it. But it was a beautiful day. And seeing all the quaint shops - each striving for ... read more

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