Jim Parker

“~Bloworld~” by Jim Parker

Submitted to Contest #288

~BLOWORLD~Jimmy Archer and his Grandfather, Cap’n Dick followed Glocken, of the Reptilian Corca Achte Clan, through a roughly ten foot diameter tunnel deep underground. It was called the Bloworld and many civilizations living below the Earth’s crust had been there long before the existence of man. There were stories of course, fanciful tales by Jules Verne and Edgar Rice Burroughs. Hollow Earth theories from Gardner. Even Admiral Byrd said he found entrances to the underworld at the Poles. But Jimmy never believed any of it. Now here he was....

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“~ Charlie Sue ~” by Jim Parker

Submitted to Contest #287

~ CHARLIE SUE ~Charlie Sue was aggravated. Having been ordered to drop everything, put her life on hold and just go, she was heading to see Lilith Primus. A founding member of the Majestic 12 and since Lucy Lange’s disappearance, the new Director. Her supervisor Dale was just the opposite, ecstatic. Are you kidding? Going to Dougway Proving Grounds in Utah. The oldest, most advanced alien research center in the world. In all of his 35 years of back engineering alien tech for the government, he had never even left the facility. He was excited...

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“~Awakening~” by Jim Parker

Submitted to Contest #286

~ Awakening ~Charlie Sue woke feeling refreshed and ready for the day. She sat up in the queen sized bed stretching and looking for Dermott. He was usually a late sleeper. Oh there he was, sitting in the recliner by the door, just watching her. “What are you doing up so early Derms? Come here and give me a morning kiss.” He came over and gave her a peck on the lips, then sat on the bed, still silent. He was acting different, like he was nervous. “Somethings wrong. What is it?”           ...

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“~Genesis~” by Jim Parker

Submitted to Contest #285

A shot at Flash Fiction~Genesis~Lightly slapping Jake the novelist/theologian/archaeologist, (he had impressive credentials in all three disciplines) brought him back to consciousness. His wrists were secured to the arms of a wooden chair. With no inkling of where he was or what was happening, he began to struggle until he saw an incredibly striking woman standing in front of him. Her body was a dichotomy of voluptuous curves and hardened muscularity. Pale skin, vivid emerald green eyes, pure white hair past her waist and dressed in all whit...

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“~Other Worlds~” by Jim Parker

Submitted to Contest #283

~ Other Worlds ~Wisty removed her prosthetic hand and placed it on the seat. She had it on for the last two days and it was wearing on her. Then turned to Shewuma and asked, “So. Chieftess?” Wu hopped up next to her and sat cross-legged. “My father was chief, and my twin brother and I were his only children. But we had the sacred lineage and were turned. We both had to give it up.” “Do you regret it?” Wu thought about her life and smiled. “No, not at all. I had Enoch. Now I have Debbie and Jimmy and David E. and Tippycat and the rest of the ...

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“Deep Creek” by Jim Parker

~Deep Creek~ When World War II broke out, the powers that be in Deep Creek, Virginia, asked the question, “Why should we get involved?”           But then a German U-Boat was spotted in the Chesapeake Bay near the mouth of the James River. Forty-three gifted Creekers were called and turned, and the Callan Clan of Deep Creek went to war. Their worth was immediately recognized by the military. They were sent to all manner of special units: Paratroopers, OSS, Special Forces, and Army Ranger...

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“WITCH” by Jim Parker

Submitted to Contest #275

~Witch~My name is Wisteria Wanda Wix and I am a Witch. A powerful one at that. Call me Wisty. My mother was a Witch, her mother was a Witch. You get the idea. Let me dispel the biggest misconception about Witches right off the bat. We don’t worship Satan, or God, for that matter. Doesn’t mean that we don’t make use of them from time to time, if the need arises. No we worship nature. Mother Earth. That’s where our power lies. Are we clear on the whole Satan thing? Okay, let’s move on.I’m getting dressed for a funeral and trying to decide if I...

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“~ Paranoia ~” by Jim Parker

Submitted to Contest #273

~ Paranoia ~            “It is August 13, 2023.”“I have been sleeping poorly for a quite a while now. I’m either tossing and turning with insomnia or having bizarre dreams night after night. My wife is worried and gave me a smart watch. She says it has a GPS in it so she can find me anytime, anywhere, like a lost poodle I guess. Seems a bit condescending. But the watch is also a recorder. She insisted I start keeping a sleep journal. I think it’s a waste of time, but she’s pretty smart a...

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“~What's Your Sign~” by Jim Parker

Submitted to Contest #272

~What’s Your Sign~Raymond had just turned eighty years old and didn’t care, age was just a number. He sat at his computer watching an online interview of the famous author of Romance Fantasy, Leslie Sorenson. She was attractive, even sans makeup. Tall, with penetrating green eyes and long brown hair. Seth the blogger had already covered her basic stats. Twenty-nine years old. Lived in Newport News, Virginia. Big influences: Jennifer Armentrout and Diana Gabaldon. Likes to write longhand on the beach with her cat, Miff, so she can watch the b...

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“Kitchen Confessions” by Jim Parker

Submitted to Contest #270

Kitchen ConfessionsCorrine walked down the hall into the kitchen just as the sun’s morning rays were coming through the front window over the dining room table and striking the kitchen cabinets. Jimmy stood at the counter whipping something in a bowl. He was wearing jeans, hiking boots, and a t-shirt with a picture of Barbara Eden’s Genie on the front and the words “Yes Master” on the back. Corine was surprised to see him armed to the teeth with two hunting knives, a .45 on his belt, and a Samurai sword slung over his shoulder.  &n...

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“Friends and Enemies” by Jim Parker

Submitted to Contest #268

Friends and EnemiesDavid E. had often mentioned his regret at not having seen the sights of the Historic Triangle of Williamsburg, Virginia while living with Debbie and Shewuma. Wisty revealed her surprise to him. Three days retracing the footsteps of early America. Just the two of them. As she rounded a sweeping curve on Rochambeau Road she said. “D.E. I have another surprise for you.”           They drove past an enormous wolf head with WELCOME splayed across the top. David E. blurted ...

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“Hybrids: A Love Story” by Jim Parker

Submitted to Contest #264

Hybrids: A Love StoryDawn was breaking through the front window when the restless critters decided that it was time for their Daddy to get up. He had slept later than intended but no matter. It was Christmas day. He leaned over Wu, still sleeping, and kissed her forehead. “Outside,” he said low. The animals rushed to the door climbing over each other to get out. Jimmy paused with the back door half open, waiting for Tippycat coming down the stairs. “Merry Christmas Spunky. Merry Christmas WuWu.”        ...

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