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From Michael Danse - Greed - A Short Story

Jeff rushed into the master bedroom suite. It was spacious and airy, with a canopy-covered king-sized bed, and a palatial bathroom with a tub large enough to seat six. For dinner. The bedroom balcony overlooks the pool and the marble hot tub. Jeff bolted to the dresser and opened the jewelry box. He emptied all of the rings, bracelets and necklaces into a bag, occasionally taking time to celebrate a diamond necklace or emerald earrings. Then he went to the man’s dresser and took the rings and watches. He was thrilled to see a Rolex Submariner, knowing it would bring thousands.

Gary quickly entered the room and said, “I have a MacBook Pro and an iPad.” They fist- bumped and headed to the back door where they had entered a few minutes earlier. Even though they tripped the alarm, they knew they were out in plenty of time.

They climbed into Gary’s red Ford pickup and sped off. Soon they were melded into the local traffic.

Gary dropped off Jeff at his house and then headed for home. He parked in the driveway slipped into bed next to Janet. She turned to him and hugged him. “Everything go ok?” she asked.

“Fine, uneventful, just the way we like it.” He replied. “Good. I still get nervous when you work security jobs.” she said. “I know dear, but the money is great, and we don’t take any risks. It just ain’t worth it.” he said. Read on

From Kyle Schiffert

We have some great news! All our hard work has paid off! Like There's No Tomorrow has been accepted into the Front House Philm Fest in Philadelphia on Feb. 19th. It's a little confusing because they're having the fest at 2 separate locations. You can see our film at the PRIME STACHE in Philadelphia on Feb. 19th at 10:30 pm. It's on a Wed night, but come on out anyway its going to be a good time. Admission is free and the writer/director (Kyle Schiffert aka myself) will be there as well as some of the cast including Owen McCuen and Kendy Schiffert. 

A short film produced by Time to Back Out Productions. Head over to http://www.TTBOP.com for more information or to buy a copy of this film. Digital download for only $5!

If you need some convincing check out the trailer:

From Adele Portnoy - Purgatory - A Short Story 

I was born Maria Antonia Gomez, but in the mid-80s, I legally changed my name to Eve. I shed my family name and my ethnicity as easily as a snake sheds its skin. I became Eve–Earth Mother, searching for my own Garden of Eden in this chaotic world. My only companion was my darling daughter, Janey.

Having escaped my smothering family and abusive husband, my child and I traveled as nomads, aimlessly drifting from one place to another, living off the generosity of my dwindling number of friends.

The weather had turned cold, and a blustering November wind ripped through our insufficient clothing. We sought refuge in a decaying building. Following the sound of voices, we discovered a dimly lit room filled with angry, shouting people. Holding Janey firmly by her hand, we made our way to an empty seat. Janey sat on my lap. Hungry and cold, my 3-year-old promptly fell asleep. I buried my face in her hair to avoid the hostile stares of the strangers seated near me. Read on

From Trevor Ziegler - Happy And You Know It - A Short Story 

It had been almost two months since Tommy left his job as a call-center representative at a local bank. He spent his days aimlessly trolling the Internet, searching for the “perfect” job, something that he slowly began to realize might not even exist. It’s not that Tommy was particularly picky, either. He just had no idea what he wanted to do. At three years out of college, his biggest achievements as a self-proclaimed adult had been moving out of his parents’ basement and accumulating credit-card debt. He was hardly living up to the standards set by the rousing keynote speech of the young-entrepreneur-turned-billionaire at their commencement ceremony.

He woke up Tuesday morning around 11 a.m.; earlier than usual. It took all the strength he could just to roll out bed and check his email for any prospective job contacts. None. He was used to the rejection at this point. It was almost as if he went through the motion just so he wouldn’t feel guilty in the event he told someone he had been productive that day. Tommy sighed and checked his Facebook page. He made a mental tally: six friends engaged, three promoted at work, seven on vacation at some sort of tropical paradise, and 39 had made their own dinners and felt compelled to share them with the world. Read On

 
From Alex Cima  - Videos

"LA Visions" was inspired by life in Los Angeles, the video creates a series of dream like sequences which feature LA themes such as vampire movies and its car culture. The electronic look was reached by rotoscoping video

"Summer Dreams" is the Amsterdam counterpart, another series of dream like sequences featuring its bike culture and canal party boats, similarly rotoscoped for an electronic effect.

Visit Alex's website here.

From One West Media

One West Media in association with One West Music present: Big Coyote performing "Knockin' On Heaven's Door" Live @ Vincent Hill Station.