Gerard DiLeo
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Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!
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My Life as Cliché
I've always toed the line. Kept my nose clean. Been on the up-and-up. Yep, I always kept it together. So when she said, "I love you," I figured what was good for the goose was good for the gander. I was happy as white on rice. I was head-over-heels for, and madly in love with, her. Me an' my gal. We'd make a good team.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Let It Snow Let It Snow
There it was, the cozy, small, red-roofed cottage nestled so peacefully in the fallen snow. The atmosphere was as thick as gelatin, and the stillness of the scene suggested all was well — that all within the cottage were happy and content. Fine just staying put in their little winter paradise.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
You Read What You Sow
A gardener surveyed his field and saw his crops languishing. His field was an open book, with what he had nourished and cultivated presenting as a library of sorts that held his life's work. But it had not rained for the longest time. He fretted.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
They Come in 3s: Part 1
She came to me on the first day at this lovely seaside town. I was on the pier, admiring the sunset, when a porpoise shot out of the water and turned to purposely and porpoisely exhale a plume of water at me. It was a miracle, this roguish act of nature.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Days of Future Past
For this Story-a-Day, January 22, 2024, I wrote it (will write?) on January 23, which on January 22, is (was?) the future. I had hit writer's block. I was empty. And I was frantic. I had been doing so well. But a story a day is a bit of a challenge (hence, it being a challenge). So, here I am, on the 23 day of the challenge, writing for the 22nd. As if I really did. Who can I fool with this slight-of-hand cardshuffling anyway? Here goes... and remember, it's today, not yesterday, written tomorrow as if it were now, back then. Whoo, I'm a bit dizzy.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
