Author: Daniel Thompson
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What else can we do?
This is about how hope, like with Pandora’s box, is the last thing that we’re left with in those moments when there’s quite literally nothing we can do with the feelings burning inside of us.
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Welcome to the Between (Anthology)
This anthology is a love story of sorts, but also of addiction, of faith, of family pride and of coming to terms with endings or the lack thereof. Its events take place over an incalculable amount of time, in a setting that has neither days nor nights, and where every character you’ll encounter is already…
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Welcome to the Between: Finale
But if you forget me again, If some day you forget my name, my face or even my very existence in the Between or before, I want you to just try to hold on to one simple thought this time — and I mean really fight like hell for this one, June: “Jack loves you.”
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S… P…
I think you are One of the most beautiful Things that had a 1 in 400 trillion chance Of even being born And was
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Mississippi. Goddamn.
“They expect me to take all of these pills? Shit,” Mama Lela said in the bucket seat behind the driver’s. Cramped in the back row of our little caravan — that little, maybe big enough for two adults but we’re going to act like you can fit three people on this half-assed bench seat —…
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Welcome to the Between: Chapter 6
Temperance remembers sitting in her daddy’s church as a little girl. His booming voice would be echoing off the walls of the old gymnasium that they’d dragged folding chairs and a podium into every Sunday, hoping the simple formalities would be enough for God to show up.
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Hope, lies and Blackjack
I’m still figuring things out. For instance, if my personal life was a game of Blackjack, I’d be really hesitant to take another hit unless I was absolutely confident the next card was an ace, because I’m pretty close to “bust” — in more ways than one. Like everyone else, I have a temporary purpose…
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Welcome to the Between: Chapter 5
It was never about the drug of choice. Michael never really gave it much thought in life. He didn’t turn down free drugs. Didn’t matter what they were. At least they’d make him feel something.
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The Mind is a Lonely Place for Dying
It’s happening to me again. I’m missing time, coming back to my senses in the middle of acts I’m already committing without any memory of having intention to do them. No, I’m not some serial killer. This isn’t some-Dark Half ripoff. There is no other personality. It’s me. Just me. But without the tape running. …
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Welcome to the Between: Chapter 4
Alex Stapleton may be the most consistently “happy” person in the Between. In fact, he has been erased more than anyone throughout all of time. And it always happens the exact same way.