Anton Crane
Bio
St. Paul hack trying to find his own F. Scott Fitzgerald moment, but without the booze. Lives with wife, daughter, dog, and an unending passion for the written word.
Stories (21/0)
The Spotlight of Shadow
There was no place to hide in Hibbing. The diner was destroyed, along with Melinda’s cell phone most likely. It looked like a tornado had gone through the town, if one chose to look past all the 8 foot wide footprints everywhere. Most of the downtown area was flattened, on fire, or both.
By Anton Crane3 years ago in Fiction
Talons on our Tail
Watching Steve get turned into an 80 foot chicken, or at least 80 foot chicken legs supporting a barn, was about as weird as it gets. I only saw it from the rear view mirror. I couldn’t get away fast enough. The dad guy said he thought the barn would be moving north, so I wanted to put as much distance between us as possible. We sped down 169 in a direction that said south.
By Anton Crane3 years ago in Fiction
Iron and Chocolate
I snorted with glee as the colossal red barn crushed my ex’s car. I moved to Hibbing, Minnesota from Cambridge, Massachusetts, following my boyfriend to the middle of the country, albeit the slightly less miserable northern middle. As much as everyone tells me how much I’ll hate the cold, I was actually looking forward to winter and long days and nights indoors, snuggling with my boyfriend and reading half a moving truck full of books we brought with us.
By Anton Crane3 years ago in Fiction
Merlot with Muskrats
Marjorie makes heads turn, followed by entire bodies. She’s just that kind of lady who instantly becomes the center of attention, wherever she goes. She runs her own bakery, and she’s good at it. Her doughnuts and other pastries are always topping “Best of the Twin Cities” lists.
By Anton Crane3 years ago in Humans
Chasing Ducks
Salmon P. Chase stared back at me. Smug. Chase was President Lincoln’s Secretary of the Treasury. He was responsible for issuing the first federal paper currency, which helped the Union maintain its financial status during the Civil War. To boost his own presidential ambitions, he made sure it was his face on several denominations of bills, including the $1. Chase Bank takes its name from him, and his face was printed on the 1918 issuance of the $10,000 bill.
By Anton Crane3 years ago in FYI