Dub Wright
Bio
Curmudgeon; overeducated; hack writer; too much time in places not fit for habitation.
Stories (81/0)
O'Connell Bridge - Pt. 8
Low level activities and boredom are common for night workers. Sleep patterns are askew and normal social life is often abridged. On his day off, LC found his way to BoJangles for lunch after his usual morning nap. Working at the ER was so mentally exhausting that he often went to his apartment and crashed for a couple of hours. “I need a sweet tea fix,” he told the cashier when he paid for his chicken biscuit and sweet tea.
By Dub Wright5 years ago in Humans
Mike Smith Is Dead—Pt. 22 and 23
The fax machine whirred and a well armed grizzled faced man looked up from his nap, the heat and the beer from his shack in Brazil made him heavy eyed. He snatched the paper off of the machine read the description and stared at the picture.
By Dub Wright5 years ago in Serve
O'Connell Bridge - Pt. 5
LC thought about checking on Caitlin before he climbed the stairs to his apartment, but with exhaustion quickly overtaking his body, he forced himself up the stairs and to his room. The apartment was quiet and empty. “Good, Mac’s not back.” LC put on his noise suppression headphones and collapsed on his bed.
By Dub Wright5 years ago in Humans
O'Connell Bridge - Pt. 4
LC sat in his truck the next morning. The church bulletin still open to the page he encountered. “What’s Next?” His visit to Ogden Waffle House was equally frustrating. As he pulled up he cringed; a large red and white sign was taped to the front door. “Closed due to electrical fire.”
By Dub Wright5 years ago in Humans
Mike Smith Is Dead—Pt. 21
“A large bunch, seven or more ATVs plus the natives, looks like they’re coming this way.” One of the ranch hands reported. I saw them through my binoculars when looking for a stray. Hard to tell who they were, but they were loading something and seemed to be headed toward the old trail.”
By Dub Wright5 years ago in Serve
O'Connell Bridge - Pt. 3
LC walked in and saw Arthur and Big Mac lounged on the couch playing a video game. “Hey.” Mac looked over his shoulder, “Hey. There’s pizza on the bar. Some dude ordered pickup but never showed. Boss even tried to call the guy. Finally, we were ready to throw it out and I said, hey, I’ll share with my roomies cause—ya-know we ain’t got much money.” He said, 'cool,' so we get free pizza. It’s anchovies.”
By Dub Wright5 years ago in Humans