Logan Cale

bhoadley@gmail.com — Thu, 19 Feb 2009 14:43:59 GMT

I was entertained by Tampa deciding to make a 'God' of me for about ten minutes. (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Mon, 12 Jan 2009 11:28:38 GMT

I realized two things this week.

1. I have stopped trying to make sense of Ta (Read more ...)

Plot: Gods

bhoadley@gmail.com — Thu, 08 Jan 2009 02:09:53 GMT

The blinding and blank white of the office-space faded as Logan returned to awar (Read more ...)

Third Person, Plot

bhoadley@gmail.com — Sun, 04 Jan 2009 14:49:11 GMT

Logan was having a fairly typical Sunday morning. Which was to say he was tryin (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Tue, 23 Dec 2008 08:07:40 GMT

I appreciate the sentiment, but I'm not eating *anything* sent to me by a client (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Wed, 10 Dec 2008 13:24:09 GMT

What do you think of buying a house -- in addition to th (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Mon, 01 Dec 2008 02:20:41 GMT

Most days I have a sort of not-quite-acceptance about things that allows me to (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Mon, 20 Oct 2008 12:12:15 GMT

Why does anyone still live in Tampa?

That is a serious question.

Not that (Read more ...)

Third Person, Closed.

bhoadley@gmail.com — Wed, 01 Oct 2008 10:20:28 GMT

Logan had been buried in Amnesty International work for the past several weeks. (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 17:29:32 GMT

There are days that having no use of my legs at all doesn't particularly bother (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Sat, 16 Aug 2008 13:54:01 GMT

I bet if I could feel that, it would really hurt. Thank God, I can't.

Arthur, (Read more ...)

Third Person, Narrative

bhoadley@gmail.com — Fri, 25 Jul 2008 16:01:44 GMT

Logan wasn't nearly as surly and bitchy as he had been a year --or even six mont (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Tue, 08 Jul 2008 21:07:03 GMT

In at least one possibility of a future I have a kid.

I don't hate her.

I'm (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 19:15:24 GMT

It's July, and I'm bored. Tampa must be slipping.

bhoadley@gmail.com — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 12:54:05 GMT

I hate summer.

I'd hate winter if I still lived somewhere that got cold, but (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Sat, 14 Jun 2008 19:53:57 GMT

I think I'm going to steal the keys to Arthur's bungalo (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Sat, 31 May 2008 18:40:14 GMT

Private
I've been there.

The more people I ent (Read more ...)

Third Person, Closed

bhoadley@gmail.com — Sat, 17 May 2008 15:03:19 GMT

The problem with the clothes from the olden days of yore was that they weren't e (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Tue, 06 May 2008 22:39:23 GMT

Basketball.

bhoadley@gmail.com — Sat, 26 Apr 2008 10:41:11 GMT

The cat is in heat.

The dog is shedding.

Arthur is stressed and not sleeping (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Sun, 20 Apr 2008 03:42:02 GMT

I'm fine. If I know you, now would be a good time to check in.

bhoadley@gmail.com — Mon, 14 Apr 2008 20:54:14 GMT

My new chair is red, and weighs 15 pounds.

The chair I used in rehab weighed (Read more ...)

Third Person, Plot

bhoadley@gmail.com — Mon, 07 Apr 2008 14:00:16 GMT

Logan was zen. It was nice.

It would have been nicer if anyone believed him w (Read more ...)

bhoadley@gmail.com — Wed, 02 Apr 2008 19:13:00 GMT

I made a massage therapist cry today.

I'm trying to feel guilty.

Sort of.

bhoadley@gmail.com — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 13:48:02 GMT

I have decided the only reason Arthur and I are both still alive is that between (Read more ...)