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Exalted and Extinguished

Exalted and Extinguished

Lisa Galloway

Chris hurls the Vogue magazine at his partner’s Pomeranian who squeaks and then begins yapping. Chris grits his teeth, lambasting the pup, “I will fucking cut you, you little bitch. Shut up already!” Chris tosses a squeak toy into the bathroom and kicks the dog inside slamming the door. Then he makes the phone call.

The phone rings for the first time all day. Thor hates working for the family business. He reluctantly picks it up and answers in his artificially chipper voice, “Viking Sprinkler and Fire Safety, Thor speaking. Can I help you?”

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A Trace of Revenge

A Trace of Revenge

by Night Writers

Sunny stood under the awning of The Senator Hotel with her arms clutched across her chest, shivering. Tomas, the doorman, was standing too close to the hotel entrance for her to make a break past him into the lobby and up to the bathroom on the mezzanine. It was so nice there.  All gold fixtures and flocked wallpaper. Maybe she could use the hand dryer on her hair and warm up a bit, too.  But mostly she just really wanted to pee.

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Down Time

Down Time

by Will Gardner

“God, we’re so slow today.”

“I don’t know why you insist on being open past three – or even 2:30, for that

matter. No one wants knishes after lunch.”

“No one?”

She stared at him, blank. “You know what I mean. No one in Portland.”

“Okay, then.” He cleared his throat much louder than necessary. “I guess you

know what I got to do.”

Angie replied with a heavy sigh.  “Where this time?”

“The Standard Insurance building.”

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City of Thorns

City of Thorns

by Portland NaNo

Abe doesn’t know anything about space. Abe doesn’t work well with others. Abe doesn’t like being told what to do and would be much happier if everyone left him alone. Yet here he sits in a public bathroom off Block 30 on the street of Portland, with a man 20 years his junior. He probably would have been just sitting in his hovel waiting for his eventual death, if he had not allowed himself to be recruited by the PLA a week ago. It was a minor annoyance that his shop had been burned down in a riot, mostly because it gave him little to do with his days. He’d taken to wandering the street and he’d bumped into Thor.

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2011 Dates Announced

Mark your calendars now for the 2011 Sledgehammer 36-Hour Writing Contest! We’ll take to Portland’s streets for our scavenger hunt on Saturday, September 17, 2011, and stories will be due by 11:59 p.m. on Sunday, September 18. Registration will open in August.

Let’s hear it from our past participants: Why do you Sledgehammer? For the adrenaline? To write? For the teamwork? Something else?