Monthly Archives: May 2016

Previous entry 19 MY DINNER WITH KAMRAN   Anton denied everything. After about a minute of his denials, Detective Powell told me I could leave the room. I got right up, marched to the door, put my hand on the handle…and then turned around. Anton said, “Riley, I’m innocent.” My mind flashed. What expression should I give Anton here? Scowl? Smile? I didn’t really think he was guilty. But it wasn’t only about what I thought; it was about what […]

Previous entry 16 THE SMOKING GUN   Mom made us hot cocoa with little marshmallows as if me and Leslie were six years old instead of sixteen. However, this was Mom’s specialty and you know what? It was damn good. As we were sipping, Mom said, “Leslie, the obvious question is why didn’t you tell Riley?” “Well, Mrs. Tyler, word spreads fast in our school. I thought people wouldn’t be as candid if they knew the site was run by […]

Previous entry 13 ALL ON THE SAME TEAM   The next day, Sunday, Father O’Brien was in rare form. “My fellow parishioners, our community has had a series of terrible shocks this week. For those of you that don’t know, one of our town’s brightest, most beautiful young students, the 18-year-old high school senior Casey Campbell, was found dead in front of the high school on Tuesday morning. Casey had been investigating the death of our church’s beloved Miley Tyler. […]

Previous entry 10 PARTY TIME   I couldn’t remember when it started. Fifth grade? Fourth? Whenever Mom first let me buy some of my own clothes. She’d say that a proper girl doesn’t dress like that. I’d say everyone at school is dressing like that. I’d adjust, she’d adjust, back and forth, back and forth. It was like Federer vs. Nadal, a sort of unending series of volleys, until finally I’d wear a slightly modified version of what I wanted […]

Previous entry 7 START HERE TO FIND MILEY   And yea, so it came to pass that at 3:15 that afternoon, Anton and LaQuisha and me were digging through all the records in Mr. Studie’s class. Well, that is, Anton and LaQuisha were searching the yearbook files on his classroom’s two computers. I arrived last, so I just perused my yearbook. Not arriving at all would have been great, but I really had no choice. Mom would have chained me […]

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See here for explanation of what the heck this is, and previous entry. 4 THERE’S A VIDEO   The morning after Anton IM’d me, twitter and facebook were blowing up with the rumor that Casey’s phone hadn’t been found, either. Would a suicidal person really chuck her own phone in a lake beforehand, or something? I was watching the latest inane speculation on my phone in my fourth-period history class, acting like this whole Casey situation entitled me to check […]

This blog needs a break. I need a break. But I still like the idea of writing 1000+ new words three times a week, or at least 3000 words a week. I believe in being paid for my writing, but I also believe in giving much of it away.   Beginning today, I’d like to give my loyal blog readers a novel I finished and self-published a couple of years ago. One way to get it is via amazon. But now, […]

Keeping you updated about America’s non-partisan populism, I feel like a bit of a broken record of late. That’s one reason why, beginning a week from today, this blog will feature some very dramatically different content, like nothing I’ve ever presented here before. Anyway, until then, once more into the breach: First, read Matt Bai’s column from yesterday, where my man makes several excellent points. I love Matt Bai. He’s independent, he’s not beholden to any major media outlet (Yahoo! […]