Monday, February 1, 2016

Jumbo Shrimp

Photo by J. Salyers  retrieved from  Flickr.com
He scooped the food out of the small plastic container and gently sprinkled it in the aquarium. Then another scoop in another aquarium. Kim came downstairs in her bra and panties. She circled his waist and kissed his neck.

"Hey baby, why’d you get you up so early?" Kim asked.

"It was feeding time. I like to do it at the same time," he said as he sprinkled food in another aquarium.

"You are the only person I met who loves these critters. Why can’t you have fish like normal people?" Kim kissed his shoulders.

"I just can’t explain it. I love sea monkeys, ever since I got them as a kid." He pointed to a small green tank on the top shelf of his sea monkey collection, "see these? I’ve had this tank since the beginning."

"Well it’s weird."

"Sure you don’t want to come along to the convention today? You can help me pick out a new tank. Plus, I was going to getting another batch of eggs."

"Yeah . . . I don’t think so. I would much rather go to work and prepare taxes then watch you and other weirdos talk about shrimp," Kim said.

"Well you would be missing out on a good time."

She kissed him again, "I think I will be okay. I better get ready to go. You coming over to my place tonight or should I come here? Maybe we can put a show for your little friends."

"Your place, I like the view," he said and spun around and met her gaze. He pinched her nipple. She laughed. Aiden picked her up and she wrapped her legs around him.

Aiden Crowley stepped out his pick up at the convention center. For February, it was unusually warm. He tossed his coat in the backseat. The parking lot was already full and dozens of toy collectors hurried into the large white building. Every year for the last few years, there were three different vendors that sold sea monkey supplies, vintage sea monkey tanks and other sea monkey knickknacks. Aiden looked forward to this day as a kid looks forward to Christmas. The vendors were always in the one corner of the convention center.

"Aiden, how the hell are you?" John, his favorite vendor, said and shook his hand.

"Good, what did you bring this year?" Aiden asked eyeing up the vintage tanks. "Is this an original tank?"

"You bet. Still in the package, too. I picked a bunch of stuff up from a collector. Well he died. And his daughter called me to take the whole lot. I didn’t have to pay for it. I was at some convention in Vegas and she was there and remembered I did Sea Monkey stuff. Can you believe it?"

"How much for it?" Aiden asked, not really caring where it came from, but he knew it had to be his.

"For my best customer, fifty," John said and sat back down in his ripped and worn camp chair.

"Yeah I’ll take. Did you get anything else from the old collector? Anything special?"

John smiled, "well you know I did. Look at this; it’s an egg container." John held up a plastic vial that looked like a pill container but short and wide "It’s gotta be right? I didn’t open it or anything. But I read about these you know, they were the original eggs. You know the kind that had to be sent away for when your other ones died."

"Why would he have those when he didn’t open this kit up?" Aiden asked.

"Don’t know, who cares?"

"I wonder if they will come to life."

"One way to find out. I’ll give you the container for twenty."

Aiden pulled out his wallet and gave him the money. He couldn’t wait to get home and get these bad boys hatched. They should come to life. But how long is too long? He never had eggs this old. He definitely hit the jackpot at the convention this year. For the first time, he skipped the other vendors and went straight home.

He cleaned the vintage tank. Though, he probably should have kept it in the package, but what better way to grow decades old eggs than in the original tank. After cleaning it, he made room for it on the middle shelf and put it the water cleaner. Several minutes later, he gently sprinkled some of the eggs in the tank and then fed them. Aiden took out his phone and snapped a picture and sent it to Kim. She sent a message back saying, "so awesome, see you tonight."

Sitting on the couch that sat against the wall facing the sea monkeys, he watched them. Not that he could really see them from where he sat but he was comforted by the thought that they saw him nearby. That he was a good caretaker. He wondered if Kim would make him get rid of them. They’ve been dating for a year now, and he loved her. She was fierce in bed and smart. Smarter than he was, at least in his opinion. He pulled out the small box out of his pocket and flipped it open, looking at the small diamond sparkle in the afternoon sunshine. Was it good enough for her? She never said anything about how much money she makes as a CPA then he does as a contractor. He had the ring for two months now, maybe tonight would be the night.

***

Aiden unlocked the door and tossed his overnight bag on the chair and rushed over to his collection. To his surprise, his new sea monkeys were already full size. That was weird they normally take several days to grow. They gathered around the front of the glass. Not only were they full grown but almost twice the size of the other sea monkeys.

"Wow, look at you guys."

Their mouths moved in unison. As if they were hungry. Aiden reached for the adult food and scooped out two scoops as opposed to the normal one scoop. He opened the lid and a jagged piece of plastic cut his finger. Little drops of blood dripped into the water. The sea monkeys went for it. If he didn’t know better, he could have sworn he got a batch of dried barracuda eggs. They looked like sea monkeys though. Just really big ones.

He dumped the food in, but they ignored it. Aiden shook his head, "well I better go get a bigger tank. I can’t believe how big you guys are. Guess what, Kim is moving in. She said the sea monkey collection is weird, but she promised I can keep it because she said it was adorable. I just hope she doesn’t change her mind after the wedding." Aiden smiled. "I would hate to choose between her or you guys."

He took out his phone and took a selfie of him and his new sea monkeys. Then took another of just the sea monkeys.

***

She started moving her stuff in after work. He was at a job. She came in with a box and misjudged the sea monkey shelf. A small blue tank crashed to the floor.

"Oh shit," The tank was cracked and lay in pieces in the floor. Her heart sunk, would he be jacked at her? It was just an accident. She had to go buy another one before he got home. But would he notice? Maybe he would find it touching that she tried to make it right. Kim cleaned up the sea monkey water and disposed of the broken tank. She looked at the large aquarium in the center.

How long has it been, a week? These new sea monkeys were nothing like the ones she just tossed. They were huge and almost looked like shrimp you would eat at some fancy dinner. They watched her. Was that even possible? She moved to the right and their eyes moved with her. Kim shivered. She wondered if she could convince him to get rid of these sea monkeys. They were creepy. They weren’t like the others. She noticed the faint blue glue. He mentioned to her last week that they were phosphorescent now. He also posted the pics on Facebook. She was glad he didn’t do it all the time, just recently to find out more information about these sea monkeys.

The new old sea monkeys were a lot different from the others. He already had a bunch of calls into different marine biologists and sent scads of pictures. Kim kind of hoped they would offer him a large sum of money for the live sea monkeys and the ones still in the container. Then they could plan a large wedding and nice honeymoon. They didn’t make plans for the wedding. She was in too much debt but didn’t want to tell him. He seemed fine with the small stuff. Kim smiled at the thought his special sea monkeys. It was cute but weird. He loved his sea monkeys.

When Aiden came home, she told him about the broken sea monkey tank. He took it well and said he broke quite a few in his time. She promised to buy him a new one. Aiden said she didn’t have to. But she knew she did.

At lunch on Friday, she came back with a new tank. It was blue but it came with colored lights. She already cleaned it the night before and purified the water. She placed the replacement tank next to the large tank. Pulling out the leaflet, she read the next direction and that was to add the sea monkey eggs. Tearing the packet open, she sprinkled the eggs into the water. The mammoth sea monkeys in the large aquarium started to slam against the side of the glass. She almost dropped the packet to the floor.

"I don’t think it is feeding time," Kim said and went back to putting food in the new tank.

The sea monkeys slammed the glass harder. They stopped and looked at her. She felt their creepy eyes following her movements. Their mouths moved in unison. As if they were trying to talk to her. As if they were trying to say they were hungry.

"Fine, what food does he feed you?" She reached for the food container and opened the top lid for the aquarium and started to sprinkle in the food.

One sea monkey latched onto her. Little teeth sank into her hand. She screamed and tried to shake it off. The others followed and attacked her hand, then pulling her top of her body into the water. Struggling against the creatures who suckled on her face like demented leeches and ripped her flesh, Kim tried to get out of the water, but she couldn’t. The stupid jumbo shrimp were too powerful. The water turned red. Her heart ached. She opened her mouth and nothing.

***

He saw her car when it pulled. And that was odd. He expected her to be naked on the couch waiting for him. Aiden went to unlock the door and her cell ringing. Something wasn’t right. He shoved open the door. Kim’s body lay on the floor. Her flesh from her one hand was gone as well as the flesh on her head and neck. The large aquarium was thick with red water and the large sea monkeys seemed to smile at him as he rushed over to the lifeless body.

He screamed and scrambled for the phone and called 9-1-1.

Aiden returned the following day. The yellow tape was still across the front door but he was assured that he could go back. His entire collection of sea monkeys was gone and taken for evidence. He sat on the couch and stared at the knickknacks and ads for his beloved sea monkeys and twirled Kim’s ring in his fingers. He didn’t know what to feel. It took him hours to even prove that he did not kill her. He was arrested for murder and then let go because some government people in suits came to his rescue. Ten minutes after their arrival, he was set free and all charges dropped. The dudes in the suits didn’t even talk to him but had to go see the large sea monkeys.

Aiden went over to sea monkey area and unlocked the drawer and pulled out his container of old sea monkey eggs. He could call the men in suits, the cops would know how to get a hold of them. He could just flush them down the toilet, no that wouldn’t be a good choice. He could just keep them. Aiden sat back down on the sofa, opened the container and plopped Kim’s ring in there and closed the container. He tucked the container in his jeans and closed his eyes.


Sunday, January 31, 2016

Moonswallow Gates by JM Scott FREE Until 2/4/16

Hey all, just a quick note to let you know that my first novel, Moonswallow Gates is FREE on Kindle until February 4, 2016 on all markets.  Here's an excerpt from the novel


After calling Aaron, Valisa went for breakfast and ate alone. Taffy was working and not really able to talk. Anyway it gets tiresome talking about witches and magic and a family legacy she doesn’t know how to deal with. Of course, she had to sign a bunch of papers at Aaron’s office. She wondered what color suit he would be wearing. Probably black. He probably only wore dark suits and white shirts with conservative ties. He could be a freak under those professional clothes like a book worm librarian that has a BDSM dungeon in the basement.

Valisa had a basement, as well but she didn’t go down there. It was weird that her uncle Malachai died in the basement. Speaking of the dead, how come she didn’t see Malachai at the party and where was Valicia? How come they weren’t there? The biggest question was Alexander VanHorlson. Too many questions. Not enough answers. It was time she had her own party and invite some of her friends. And this Saturday would be perfect to have all nighter party.

An older round woman led Valisa to Aaron’s office. It was what she expected it to be, with pristine polished hardwood furniture. There were no piles of case files or random papers on the desk. There were rows of books in the alphabetical order. Tucked in the a small shelf was a picture of a full moon with a wolf’s face in the moon.

"Good morning Valisa. How are you?" Aaron asked. Today he had an olive green suit on with a white shirt and green tie. This was a surprise. His sharp features were softer, kinder. Mel was right, he is pretty hot for an older guy.

"I just have some papers to sign for you and then I will take care of everything. You have plenty of money, right?" he said.

"Yeah I got plenty of money."

He opened his brief case and pulled out a thick pile of papers. One each page were red sticky flags for the lines for her to sign and there were blue sticky flags for the initials. She sat in the leather chair and he sat across from her and watched her sign her name.

"Aaron?" she asked in the middle of signing, "why did you say servitude to me until you die?"

"It’s a family thing, for generations now my family has taken care of the Ravensquires. It was a pact made between my distant relative Maynard Surrey and Valicia Ravensquire. I don’t know much more than that. You think your family has secrets mine doesn’t share their’s either," he answered.

She watched him and wondered what it would be like if she picked her up (of course in this fantasy she would be a lot thinner) and tossed her the desk. He may even smudge his desk but he wouldn’t care because he wanted her since he met her at graduation. And that he also had fantasies about her on the desk.

"I’m having a party Saturday night, I’m thinking about inviting some of my friends from college. That house is weird sometimes, you know that right?" Valisa asked and then she said, "I want you to come. I trust you and Taffy hates the house and I am not sure if I trust Helen. I may need some help controlling the house."

He smiled and it was sweet and devious, "thank you, I will be there. You don’t need me to help control the house. You control the house, remember that. I would have to say that it’s been running you lately," Aaron said.

"You could say that. It rained squirrels the first night and last night I partied with ghost people." Valisa said and finished the paperwork, "you know my friend Melissa will probably come, you might like her."

"Your friend at graduation? Perhaps you never know."

She did promise Mel that she would hook her up with Aaron but she wouldn’t mind having a go with him. She finished the last paper.

"Thank you Valisa," Aaron said and smiled. His fingers touched hers and it made her slightly giddy. How old was he anyway? Did it matter? Maybe this was just the magic she had that she already used on Jordan. If she had known about it sooner, she could have been the queen at high school and college. She could have been the girl she always wanted to be and life would be given to her on a silver platter. Wasn’t that what just happened only a couple of days ago? Wasn’t she given keys to a magnificent house and loads of money and with just a wink and a suggestion she got what she wanted? Life was good but even Valisa knew that behind every good moment there are 90 other bad moments. Valisa waited for the fairytale to end.

He walked with her to the door and opened it for her. He placed his hand on her back, "I will see you Saturday night. Should I bring anything?"

"Just yourself and if you have a wife, I wouldn’t bring her."

"No wife, I’m single," Aaron said.

"Good."

"Why’s that?" he asked.

"You never know what will happen at a post college party," Valisa answered.

"I know, why do you think I’m coming?"

"For a sweet young chick?"

"No because you asked me to and I can’t say no to you," Aaron said. Wow he was good.

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Jet Star Jockey by JM Scott FREE Until 1/27/16

I know I talked about my poetry collages several times before and I probably mentioned I was creating an ebook with all the collages. I am happy to say Jet Star Jockey is now FREE until January 27, 2016.

Creating these poems were sometimes difficult (especially when I had several to do in one week  to catch up) and other times it was easy. The most important thing was creating the poems.

How they were created: I ordered state travel guides and cut out pictures I liked. I also cut words and phrases from the same guides, and other magazines. I also made a word and phrase list and printed it out. I did the picture first then the poem. Sometimes I would write a brand new poem and other times I would use my cut out words and phrases. If I needed to add words, then I would do so using different fonts and sizes for the new words to mimic the cut outs.  All poems were made on 9x12 acid free paper and I used UHU glue (also acid free). When the poems were complete, I used Mod Podge for a nice acid free gloss. 

There are various styles of poems in this collection but some of the most prevalent are haiku, tanka, acrostic and avant garde.

To make the book:  I scanned every single page in then photo-edited them to the best of my ability. I also put a black frame around each image so it would set it apart from the page. I thought it looked better that way, the originals do not have a frame around them. Then I used the Kindle Kids book creator and assembled the book. I do plan on creating a print version but not for a month or so.

If you are interested in purchasing an original signed poetry collage, visit here. They are $30 USD with one dollar shipping domestic and three for international. These are listed on Etsy and my store takes paypal, credit cards, and the Etsy gift card.

Here is a sample from the book enjoy

 
Until next time...

Thursday, January 14, 2016

Into the Garden by JM Scott FREE Until 1/17

Hey all, so winter finally hit. Within in a week it went from above average temperatures to frigid temps and snow. We have a few inches in the last few days. Unfortunately, winter is here. I am hoping it will be a short winter. Anyway I want to tell you all my first poetry book, Into the Garden is FREE for all markets until January 17, 2016. So come on and grab a copy.

Here is a sample:





Cauliflower

Comatose creativity in this carnivorous carnival,
Acorns falls from oaks and are scrunched
Underfoot right away.
Lewd winds from the north corrode the
Interior. Sweet, hot
Fire fills the air. I
Look forward to autumn with
October’s gray skies and half naked trees.
Wednesdays come and go and when I look in the
Eleven inch mirror there is a
Reflection of truth and power

Saturday, January 9, 2016

Why I Need an AK-47

I've been thinking about guns lately. Which is something I don't normally do. I woke up thinking I should really embrace more of my Bill of Rights. Sure, I got freedom or speech or so I think anyway. And I got voting rights but I am not sure where that get's me (that is a topic for another post).  Which brings me to why I need a an AK-47. In my state of Pennsylvania, a semi-automatic weapon is legal.  And I want a gun to protect myself and my property. After much thought the AK-47 is the superior weapon to embrace my second amendment right.

I know I will pass the background checks. How? I have several done for employment. I had a thorough one through the FBI just to work at the YMCA.  Background checks- free and clear.

Here are the reason I need an AK-47. The world is a scary place, it really is and with a weapon such as this, I know I would be able to sleep better at night knowing I have the ultimate in home protection. Just because I don't live in a big old city, doesn't mean there aren't some scary and life threatening situations just lurking around the corner.

1.   Critters in the trash- raccoons, skunks, possums. They hop in the trashcan looking for some rotten vittles. I don't want to be bit by  such a critter;  they could have rabies. Who the hell wants to get rabies shots? Not I. With an AK-47, I can take care of the critter problem. I guarantee you word will get around the critter circles, they will not be visiting my trashcans again.

2. Someone might break into my house. Hey this can happen anywhere. Look I am not a good shot, I probably would shoot the wall with a pistol but with an AK-47, I will definitely shoot the perp at least somewhere. That cocksucker also will not try that shit again.

3. Bath Salts. I am talking about the designer drug not what you take a bath with. It doesn't matter where you live, people do drugs. How am I supposed to know when some crazy, hyped- up bath salt fucker doesn't come around my house looking for trouble. With an AK-47, he or she definitely would not be causing trouble at my house again.

4. Crazy, hungry, rabid bears.  I like to walks in the woods in the state park.  I know bears live in the those woods,  but I have never seen one. It is always possible that a crazy, hungry, rabid bear will come out of the woods and see me as a delectable dinner. With an AK-47, I can definitely take down the bear and save my life. It is always good to be prepared because I am sure that happens.

5. Aliens. Not legal or illegal humans that come from a different country, but these guys:
You know it. I know it.  We don't what kind of intelligent life lives in the universe. There are rumors that aliens have visited Earth.  I don't want to be unprepared should they visit my house. With AK-47, I should be able to get off a couple shots before they even try to take over my mind, or steal my shit. Aliens are wiley fuckers. So you better watch out for them.



6. And this is the most important reason: ZOMBIE APOCOLYPSE. When the time comes, I don't want to be the one screwball without an AK-47. You can buy your emergency food pails from online (which I would do soon). You should also  stock up on water and oxytocin. Because your survival against zombies and non-zombies who are looking to steal your supplies is an AK-47.

What do you think? Until next time...

Sunday, January 3, 2016

Hey it's 2016, When Did That Happen?

Another year is upon us, what are you going to do? I don't make resolutions because I won't follow through with them. It is sort of like starting things on a Monday that doesn't happen either. Though I did come up with a new writing challenge. I spent a lot of time focusing on poetry the last few years and I thought I should focus on fiction, short stories to be exact.

I don't have a lot of good stories. Of course two years from now, I may think my current stories are poo (I wish a poo emoji right about now). I don't have a lot to send away to magazines except what I do for school.  I used to write short stories all the time too, back in the day when I used to think writing anything more than two thousands words a lot. Inspired by the Ray Bradbury quote about writing a short story every week that you are bound to have a couple of gems.

That's the challenge, one short story written and revised every week with a word limit of 4000 words.  That is 52 stories in one year, this is something I should do in my sleep. I have the skills I suppose I need the dedication.

And more dedication is where I will be in 2016. I wrote a writing goal list for all the works in progress, I will finish them all, writing anyway.  

For the current project, I did think of an idea to help with the challenge. And that is using the same main character for a bunch of short stories. Her name is Gerry Meyer (Geraldine Frances Meyer) and she is half demon. I have many adventures planned for her. The hardest part will be writing complete short stories instead of novel chapters.

I am working on assembling the poetry collage book from last year's challenge and that should be ready sometime this month. It will be ready for print probably in March. So keep your eyes open. 

That's about it,  I think that is enough. Until next time...

Saturday, December 5, 2015

Sweet Dreamland Wheels by JM Scott FREE!

Hey all this is just a quick little post to tell you that my most current poetry book, Sweet Dreamland Wheels is FREE until December 8, 2015.

Sometime in the very near future, both of my Christmas books will be free.  Here is a little sample from the book:


The Donner Diner Special

Available everyday
our caramelized smiles
squeezed our bed

Available everyday
our golden gravy
scrambled our choice

 Available, midnight only
                                                 with marinara toast
                                            your chopped

Words gathered from the Eat’n Park menu

I hope you all get the book and enjoy it.