Exquisite Corpse

A sometimes surreal exercise in cooperative writing to be performed by a rotating cast of Torontonians, one hundred words at a time.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

More Than Ever

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More than ever, Sandy wanted to put her old life behind her, now that she had married the lawyer she met when she was going through the cour...

Squiggles, Lines and Curves

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It was called a typewriter, and it was full of fascinating symbols. By then I knew my letters and numbers, but these symbols were all new to...

Greater Thans

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Mathematicians’ tastes had been reliable. Monty Python. Escher. Fugues. And when they said “let’s go for coffee”, mathematicians meant it...
Monday, May 30, 2011

Pound Foolish

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I’d been babysitting Robert and his sister for years. “Wanna see all the comics I bought?” he asked. “And I got that glass-cutting thing f...
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Pound for £

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We’ve bought our tickets ready for our August trip. Now begins the prepatory pre-holiday weight loss, a plan that’s becoming increasingly n...

Pounds

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Sandy began talking as soon as the door opened and breezed into the house without letting Joan get a word in edgewise. Wedding plans were c...

£

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Franc and Mark had been put out to pasture by Kid Euro who (they grumbled) wasn’t such a hot shot. They’d never reconciled to retirement. “I...

Pound notes

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The pound notes. It notices, with measured gaze, sugar creaming into butter. Beat in eggs, fold in flour or, for a melt-in-your-mouth sens...
Sunday, May 29, 2011

What the…‽

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He had even much liked her, which made it all the more surprising. They had fought as children, competed at school, and only reluctantly joi...
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!?!?!? حقا

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Again the road accident that is Slice TV. I watched until 2 am last night. During that fitful period trying to pack in eight hours of rest...

!?!?!?

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“What!?” exclaimed Joan. “I’m getting married,” Sandy repeated, “I want you to be my maid of honour.” “No way!!!!” said Joan. “You don’t ...

Interrogation Bang Bang We Love You

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My father grew up under Nazism, my mother got the best deals on the black market because she cried the saddest. Their notions of age-appropr...
Saturday, May 28, 2011

Interrobang, ‽

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Consider the interrobang, a composite of the question mark and exclamation point. Was there something wrong with one or the other? Do we rea...
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50%

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The men’s Adidas short, circa 1978, the one with the three side stripes had a little mesh liner known colloquially as a ‘nut catcher’, an in...

The 99% Monty

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It didn’t matter that the costume was much too tight or that the hood made it hard to breath. Mrs. Orr was in charge of this production, and...
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%

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You could get rich and famous writing these hundred word ditties. You’d have to brand them somehow, give them a proper name, one that sugges...
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Percentage

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“There’s no percentage in doing that,” said Sandy’s mother, overhearing Joan urging Sandy to go to the police. “You can’t let him get away ...

%, sigil for hashes

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In Perl, % is the sigil for hashes. Perl, language of debutantes in long oyster satin gloves. Not spoken, but drawn through the dust keepi...
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Friday, May 27, 2011

Iota

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Zuzanah slammed the door after her mother insisted, probably for prophylactic reasons, that she take all eight of her siblings with her. She...

Iota

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Sandy did not have even an iota of strength to move. She was not sure how much longer she could hold her eyelids up. She wanted to reach o...
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