Comments on: Visitor in the Night http://muddledramblings.com/stories/visitor-in-the-night/ A blog about a geek trying to make a living as a writer Wed, 08 Feb 2012 21:20:22 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Carol Annehttp://muddledramblings.com/stories/visitor-in-the-night/comment-page-1/#comment-10256 Carol Anne Fri, 27 Feb 2009 07:07:29 +0000 http://jerssoftwarehut.com/muddled/?p=3549#comment-10256 I sense a meme in the making. Stay tuned to Five O'Clock Somewhere ... I sense a meme in the making. Stay tuned to Five O’Clock Somewhere …

]]> By: Jerryhttp://muddledramblings.com/stories/visitor-in-the-night/comment-page-1/#comment-10255 Jerry Thu, 26 Feb 2009 17:33:39 +0000 http://jerssoftwarehut.com/muddled/?p=3549#comment-10255 Beautiful. I'm tempted to move this masterpiece to the top level of the blog (with proper credit of course), to maybe encourage others to produce awkward vignettes, but at the same time I like having another level of interesting stuff hidden below the surface, in the comments.Hm... maybe a poll is in order! Beautiful. I’m tempted to move this masterpiece to the top level of the blog (with proper credit of course), to maybe encourage others to produce awkward vignettes, but at the same time I like having another level of interesting stuff hidden below the surface, in the comments.

Hm… maybe a poll is in order!

]]> By: FGhttp://muddledramblings.com/stories/visitor-in-the-night/comment-page-1/#comment-10254 FG Thu, 26 Feb 2009 13:43:51 +0000 http://jerssoftwarehut.com/muddled/?p=3549#comment-10254 Hastings inserted the bookmark at the end of Chapter 3, <i>The Lights Go Out!</i> and set down his novel. He stared for a moment at the cover, <i>Murder, Sincerely</i>, then opened the drawer in the side table and pulled out the torch. Be prepared.He climbed the narrow stairs to the second floor, then walked down the creaky hall and opened the door to the bath. He stepped inside and faced his wife in the clawfoot bathtub. "Hallo Luv. How's the water, hmmm?""It's grand, dearie, but getting a bit cool. Mind opening the hot tap some more? Why do you have the torch?"Hastings went to the spigot and turned it. "Oh this? I guess I'm expecting a bit of a power outage.""A power outage? Was there something on the news?"Hastings picked up the hair dryer resting on the hamper and turned to his confused looking wife. "It's just," he paused,"it's just that ..." Hastings felt a stammer coming on, "it's , well, merely, that I <i>sincerely <b>loath</b></i> you, and ...well... here." Hastings dropped the hairdryer into the tub.Hastings wife felt a momentary tingle crawl all over her skin. The lights fluttered for a barely perceptible microsecond and a loud clack came from the GFI socket where the hairdryer was plugged in. The GFI outlet in all bathrooms built well after the years Hastings dusty old murder mysteries had been written.Hastings stared at his very alive, very undamaged wife with hair standing on end and said, "Oh my, this <i>is</i> awkward." Hastings inserted the bookmark at the end of Chapter 3, The Lights Go Out! and set down his novel. He stared for a moment at the cover, Murder, Sincerely, then opened the drawer in the side table and pulled out the torch. Be prepared.

He climbed the narrow stairs to the second floor, then walked down the creaky hall and opened the door to the bath. He stepped inside and faced his wife in the clawfoot bathtub. “Hallo Luv. How’s the water, hmmm?”

“It’s grand, dearie, but getting a bit cool. Mind opening the hot tap some more? Why do you have the torch?”

Hastings went to the spigot and turned it. “Oh this? I guess I’m expecting a bit of a power outage.”

“A power outage? Was there something on the news?”

Hastings picked up the hair dryer resting on the hamper and turned to his confused looking wife. “It’s just,” he paused,”it’s just that …” Hastings felt a stammer coming on, “it’s , well, merely, that I sincerely loath you, and …well… here.” Hastings dropped the hairdryer into the tub.

Hastings wife felt a momentary tingle crawl all over her skin. The lights fluttered for a barely perceptible microsecond and a loud clack came from the GFI socket where the hairdryer was plugged in. The GFI outlet in all bathrooms built well after the years Hastings dusty old murder mysteries had been written.

Hastings stared at his very alive, very undamaged wife with hair standing on end and said, “Oh my, this is awkward.”

]]> By: pLhttp://muddledramblings.com/stories/visitor-in-the-night/comment-page-1/#comment-10253 pL Thu, 26 Feb 2009 09:28:13 +0000 http://jerssoftwarehut.com/muddled/?p=3549#comment-10253 Now this would make a great short film! Now this would make a great short film!

]]> By: Timmhttp://muddledramblings.com/stories/visitor-in-the-night/comment-page-1/#comment-10252 Timm Wed, 25 Feb 2009 06:14:20 +0000 http://jerssoftwarehut.com/muddled/?p=3549#comment-10252 Pretty funny! Pretty funny!

]]> By: Jerryhttp://muddledramblings.com/stories/visitor-in-the-night/comment-page-1/#comment-10251 Jerry Mon, 23 Feb 2009 20:31:11 +0000 http://jerssoftwarehut.com/muddled/?p=3549#comment-10251 Sometimes it's easy. Sometimes it’s easy.

]]>