Doug Langille

hack writer & shameless technophile

Grounded

Good Morning

2 minute read

Let’s get the moral of the story up front, shall we?

The Writer

less than 1 minute read

Doug leans back in his Lazyboy and stretches his arms over his head with laced fingers.

Fear

less than 1 minute read

I hear them, wriggling and squirming, first to my left, then my right, and then it filled my whole world with noise.

Kitchen Tools

less than 1 minute read

“But what if I hold it like this?

Benny

less than 1 minute read

Benny walked into my cubicle and his smile vanished.

Eye Spy

3 minute read

Something green.

Guilt

less than 1 minute read

“I know what you did,” said the voice and hung up.

Haley’s Tree

less than 1 minute read

A dense bluff of silver maples grew behind our house.

Beating the Heat

less than 1 minute read

I took the cool can and placed it on my chest, letting the condensation drip between my breasts.

At Night

less than 1 minute read

I lay awake on the top bunk, listening to my brother’s rhythmic-breathing below me, desperately wishing sleep to overtake me.