Spending 6 years locked in a 35 square meter rectangle alone always changes a person.
25 Hour Day By D.I. Jolly
If you were offered a potion that could make all your wildest dreams come true, but at the end of an hour you’d die, would you take it?
Superstition By D.I. Jolly
Dan looked down at the ash floating in his last glass of whiskey and thought to himself.
“Life is gorgeous.”
Windows by D.I. Jolly
Ben paced up and down his office repeating the words to himself out loud while contemplating the nature of a novel.
Mind Games by D.I. Jolly
“What good is a detective who can’t even solve a simple Sudoku?”
My First Song by D.I. Jolly
“It’s creepy is all I’m saying. You just sit here alone, watch the show and then sneak off back home.”
“Lots of people do that, it’s normal and shhh.”
The Floor of my Soul By D.I. Jolly
They hadn’t been having problems exactly, but things had settled down a lot from when they first met. They had their routine and it was nice, but not exciting.
Circles By D.I. Jolly
It was 7 am when his alarm started screaming, telling him he’d lain awake all night.
Alcohol By D.I. Jolly
“You say that like it’s not what I’m trying to do, but it’s cold, raining, my cigarettes are wet and I swear to god I’ve seen three cop cars drive past.”