Little Black Book

Excerpt from An.Al – The Origins Her footsteps echoed like the steady drum beat of a marching band. She pulled her jacket’s hood over her head and drew its lapels closer together—it was a size too small for her, its colour now faded and indistinguishable. Her hands dug deeper into the jacket’s pockets, and finding a cigarette and a box of lights, she stopped for a moment to light it up. She pulled hard on it. Long, deep, and hard. What should the next move be? Think. The dogs turned around. Their playful conjugation interrupted. Angry. Alert. The air held an alien smell. They sniffed: cigarette smoke and her. They barked as a warning to this creature on two legs: don’t trespass, don’t intrude, don’t interfere . They circled and growled. Their eyes glowed with anger and intent. The hair on their backs bristled—a war-hungry Roman legion ready to fight the rebellious Gaul. She didn’t feel like playing, not on that night, not when there were bigger and more important things pla...

Dear Reader, I hope you are well and not of the curious disposition to read the rest of this  email. I hope you are not one of those curious people who just has to  know who is speaking from that missed call from that unknown number you got in the middle of the night. I hope, I really hope that when  your fridge starts to make that annoying noise, you aren't curious enough  to see why. Not all nightmares are had when you are sleeping. Sometimes, it is the  loud voice of your boss screaming out your name. Sometimes, it is the  realization that you forgot to send the attachment along with the  mail. And sometimes, it is a simple feeling of being followed when you are  walking back home in the dead of the night. The reverberating mew of  the cat hiding behind the heap of garbage doesn’t help settle your  nerves. You nervously laugh, and make a promise not to read/watch more  thriller/horror stuff. You relax, you slow down and wonder h...

Allo, Hi, Hello,  I am proud and ecstatic to announce that the much awaited day has finally arrived upon us. I finally hit 'Send' on this mail, which has been festering, for months, in my drafts folder. The news is  BIG AND Sensational .  So I strongly suggest that before you read any further, that you let  this song  play in the background and enjoy  this .gif of a dancing polar bear .            *Clears throat* Ladies and Gentlemen, today, I get to call myself a proper writer. An “author” if you may. “ An.Al:  The Origins ” finally hits the book stands. Now I wouldn’t be so forward as ask you to pre-order it, but it would be bloody brilliant if you did. Or you could just wait for a while and watch it strike a dandy pose at all leading bookstores. Yes, I hear you. One question at a time please. *Adjusts microphone*  ‘How do you feel?’ I hear you ask. Well, to be honest, more ...