Robert Clements

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“Public Enemy No. 5” by Robert Clements

Submitted to Contest #52

It is a dark and stormy Summer's eve when I step out of the shadows onto Piccadilly Gardens Terrace. There's hardly any foot or vehicular traffic. The Terrace itself is slick with fallen drizzle. The sky is overcast, making the night much more somber. The damp chill makes me think of my warm, cozy flat, and the impetus to get there in a hurry. "Come with us," two burly goons in gray suits grab me by my upper arms in an iron-bound, bone-breaking hold, while slapping on a pair of handcuffs, growling menacingly, "You know what you did, buster...

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I have been a writer as soon as I learned how to put two coherent sentences together. I was a founding member of a group of like-minded comic book fan writers, pencil artists, inkers, and colorists. That was back in the early 70s. I did a lot of ghost writing for two friends who were professional comic book writers at the time. By the time I had had several sales as a ghost, and I submitted stories under my own byline, the Great DC Implosion happened. Puff! My dreams of a comic book writer's career evaporated. After that i made a few sales to schlock magazines like Ancient Astronaut. Then, I got divorced. There were months at a time when I didn't write a single word. More years later, I had quadruple by-pass surgery. Then my baby sister had her first novel published. Now, I'm two years into retirement. I write every day, whether I feel up to it or not. In the past two years, I've written some 80,000+ words. I'm satisfied that 2,000 are the best I've ever written.