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K-RATIONS

Carl lay flat on his back staring up at the olive drab ceiling of his tent. Why the hell did I volunteer for this? he thought. No answer came. Sighing, he grabbed his rifle and rolled off his groundsheet into a crouch. Time to get to work. He pulled opened the tent flap and ducked […]

Blood For Eleanor

Mitch was starting to regret cutting the sleeves off his dungaree shirt with his KA-BAR the day before; in the jungle at night it just meant more landing area for mosquitoes. The shirt was typical Corps issue–it didn’t fit. The only thing the Corps made sure fit were the boots. Oh yeah, they had sergeants oversee the boot-fitting operation, and once those boondockers got wet they molded right to the shape of your foot, right down to the little toe. Funny thing about his shirt; it was too SMALL. Hell, he had to drink a quart of water and eat a bunch of bananas to make the minimum weight to get in the Corps, and then they give him crap that was too small! He had cut the sleeves because when he threw a grenade yesterday at a group of Japs he expected it to go right in the “strike zone,” just like when he pitched for the Asiatic Fleet team, but the damned sleeves fouled him up, so off they came.

Jessup’s Contribution

"In God’s hands!" screamed Jessup as he shivered under his blanket. His shakes would not stop. The heat from the mid-afternoon sun had been unable to break through the trees. Most of his comrades felt fortunate sitting in the coolness of that forested shade, but for Jessup, it was little more than he could bear. […]

Partners and Heroes

Don knew how dangerous it was to pass through this place. There was always someone watching and entrapment could come quickly. Still, it was an area he had to get past if he was going to find his partner and so he waited quietly, watching, planning his route. He was hungry but resigned to that […]

The Day the War Struck Home

The walk from Flight Ops to the residential wing of the Roosa Barracks always felt too long, and doubly so after a mission had taken him away from home. Peter Caudell reminded himself that this place had gone through a lot of changes since the first time he’d been here, back in the days when […]

Hell Ship

Louis lay spread-eagled on the beach, baking in the sun, yet still shivering from a fever that started the first night in the cargo hold of the ocean liner Oryoku Maru. With closed eyes he wished for eternity. Talk about bad luck … three years a prisoner in the Philippines then we’re crammed into the […]

Bait

"You’re never going to get away with this!" Billy Gold yelled. Yeah, he actually said that. Hollywood’s biggest action star and that’s the best he can rattle off when he gets kidnapped. Well, not kidnapped, exactly. My team and I just hitched a ride, leaving his security detail safely tucked away. Gold would still get […]

Week Thirty-Three: The Inside Man

You can read this series from the beginning here. "We have to be able to say something about these attacks," Emma said. It had been the end of a very busy day, and a few of us were sitting around a conference table, trying to figure out what to do about the abysmal rollout of […]

How to go to a free writers’ workshop in Los Angeles this summer

by Andrew Leigh Television, movies, books, music, and video games. Those are the media through which we tell our stories. As a culture, we pass along our traditions and values through stories. If you want to change society, telling stories is the most effective way to do it. Not research papers. Not op-eds. Not even […]

PreTeena May 18-24, 2015

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