Episode 25
Synchro
The buzz of the electric shaver muffled four sharp raps. Synch closed his bath robe across the front of him and tied it as he strode to the front door. He didn’t need interruptions. He’d pickup Cindy in an hour.
Waves of excited anticipation washed through him when he thought about their date.
Two head and shoulder shapes rippled through the patterned glass panel at the top of the door. Before he’d threw back the bolt he knew who they were.
“Gentlemen,” said Synch. “Come in.”
David Finestra and Will Brown followed him into the lounge-room.
“We’d like to ask you about the alleged murderer you say will strike again,” said David.
“I’ve told you all I know,” said Synch.
“How did you, shall we say, glean this information?” asked Will Brown.
“I stare at a person for thirty seconds and their details start pouring into my brain,” he explained. No need to be too specific he thought.
“And you only saw the alleged for a minute on TV?” said David.
“It was just over the half minute. I didn’t get much,” Synch nodded.
The detectives glanced at each other.
“If you looked at him for longer would you get more info?” said David.
“Y-e-a-h,” said Synch slowly.
“How long would you need to stare at him to get the details we want?” said Will.
“A few minutes maybe,” he answered. “What did you have in mind.”
“We’d like you to come with us to his place.”
“You mean I’d be face to face with a murderer?”
“Not exactly,” said David. “But you need to come now.”
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
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Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Episode 24: Dark As Liquid Coal
Episode 24
Synchro
At home before he left for work the thought of getting Cindy alone at work was easy. Now looking out his office window into the factory his objective seemed distant.
It was nearly lunchtime. Cindy always had lunch in the lunch-room, with the others. Then back to the job, with the others. The same with tea-breaks and knock-off time. Oh hell! She was never alone at work.
Jenny knocked on the door and barged in with Cindy in tow.
“You wanted to see Cindy,” said Jenny. She smiled like a she cat returning home from a successful night out.
“I did?” he said.
Jenny’s grin widened as she left the room.
“Um, oh yes, I did,” he said moving to his chair.
Clunk! His knee collided with the corner of the desk.
“Oops,” he laughed stupidly. “Have a seat.” he indicted the chair opposite his and sat down himself.
Cindy made herself comfortable.
“Have I done something wrong?” she asked. A slight crease furrowed her forehead.
“No, no,” he said. God, her eyes were dark like liquid coal.
He picked up the pen and started clicking.
Her expression changed to ‘well what is it?’
“Um, I was just wondering.” He cleared his throat. “Um, … if … um, … whether you’d like to have dinner some time?”
Her eyes widened, eye-brows raised.
“But if you don’t want to that’s fine too,” he added. “I mean it’s not going to make any difference at all to our working relationship.”
She stared at him. One side of her mouth curved up so slightly he almost missed it.
It was getting hot in here. His face was red. He felt damp all over.
The curve of her mouth spread across her face.
“That would be very nice,” she said.
“Good, good,” he said. Yep, eyes dark as liquid coal. He could sink right into them.
She looked quizzically at him.
He hadn’t noticed the silence was extending.
“Do you want to make a particular time?” she asked half laughing.
“Sure.” Perhaps wait a day or two he thought. Don’t want to overwhelm her.
“Does tonight suit you?” she asked.
“Yeah, great!”
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
A Short Short Story: http://easywaytowrite.19.forumer.com/viewtopic.php?t=9
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Synchro
At home before he left for work the thought of getting Cindy alone at work was easy. Now looking out his office window into the factory his objective seemed distant.
It was nearly lunchtime. Cindy always had lunch in the lunch-room, with the others. Then back to the job, with the others. The same with tea-breaks and knock-off time. Oh hell! She was never alone at work.
Jenny knocked on the door and barged in with Cindy in tow.
“You wanted to see Cindy,” said Jenny. She smiled like a she cat returning home from a successful night out.
“I did?” he said.
Jenny’s grin widened as she left the room.
“Um, oh yes, I did,” he said moving to his chair.
Clunk! His knee collided with the corner of the desk.
“Oops,” he laughed stupidly. “Have a seat.” he indicted the chair opposite his and sat down himself.
Cindy made herself comfortable.
“Have I done something wrong?” she asked. A slight crease furrowed her forehead.
“No, no,” he said. God, her eyes were dark like liquid coal.
He picked up the pen and started clicking.
Her expression changed to ‘well what is it?’
“Um, I was just wondering.” He cleared his throat. “Um, … if … um, … whether you’d like to have dinner some time?”
Her eyes widened, eye-brows raised.
“But if you don’t want to that’s fine too,” he added. “I mean it’s not going to make any difference at all to our working relationship.”
She stared at him. One side of her mouth curved up so slightly he almost missed it.
It was getting hot in here. His face was red. He felt damp all over.
The curve of her mouth spread across her face.
“That would be very nice,” she said.
“Good, good,” he said. Yep, eyes dark as liquid coal. He could sink right into them.
She looked quizzically at him.
He hadn’t noticed the silence was extending.
“Do you want to make a particular time?” she asked half laughing.
“Sure.” Perhaps wait a day or two he thought. Don’t want to overwhelm her.
“Does tonight suit you?” she asked.
“Yeah, great!”
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
A Short Short Story: http://easywaytowrite.19.forumer.com/viewtopic.php?t=9
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Sunday, February 15, 2009
Episode 23: Just Do It!
Episode 23
Synchro
“Have you asked her out yet?” said Jenny with jacket and handbag in hand.
“Why would I do that?” said Synch. No need to ask who she was talking about.
She rolled her eyes.
“Your eyes and mouth go soft and mushy whenever you look at her.”
He pretended to study the sheet of paper in his hand.
Jenny looked over his shoulder and snatched the paper from his fingers.
“Have you got invisible re-assembling vision?”
“Mm?”
“Take another look,” she held the paper up.
It was blank.
“Oh.” His face reddened.
“You’ve been late for work everyday for two weeks. Your mind isn’t on the job,” she said. “Mind you an employee such as myself can’t tell her boss off for being late. It’s just that you’re normally always early for work and acutely on the ball.”
Synch ran fingers through his hair.
“You want to ask her out don’t you?” said Jenny.
“Yeah.” He picked up his re-tractable ball-point pen and clicked again and again.
“Stop agonising over it and just do it,” she ordered.
He thought for a moment.
“I don’t want to stuff it up,” he said. Jenny didn’t know what he knew about his future. Theoretically establishing a relationship with Cindy should be easy and event free, and last a lifetime. In reality theory was useless if she didn’t like him.
“In the past… “ he started.
“None of those women were right for you,” she cut in. “There wasn’t the right chemistry.”
Synch bit his lip.
“Look, not finding out one way or the other is worse than either possible outcome,” she said.
“Yeah,” he agreed. “Mum.”
“I’m not old enough to be your mother.” Jenny smiled. “See you tomorrow.”
She closed the door behind her.
Alone at his desk clicking the ball-point pen with his thumb he knew it was time.
He would ask Cindy out.
He would.
His mouth was dry, hands sweating.
Tomorrow.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Synchro
“Have you asked her out yet?” said Jenny with jacket and handbag in hand.
“Why would I do that?” said Synch. No need to ask who she was talking about.
She rolled her eyes.
“Your eyes and mouth go soft and mushy whenever you look at her.”
He pretended to study the sheet of paper in his hand.
Jenny looked over his shoulder and snatched the paper from his fingers.
“Have you got invisible re-assembling vision?”
“Mm?”
“Take another look,” she held the paper up.
It was blank.
“Oh.” His face reddened.
“You’ve been late for work everyday for two weeks. Your mind isn’t on the job,” she said. “Mind you an employee such as myself can’t tell her boss off for being late. It’s just that you’re normally always early for work and acutely on the ball.”
Synch ran fingers through his hair.
“You want to ask her out don’t you?” said Jenny.
“Yeah.” He picked up his re-tractable ball-point pen and clicked again and again.
“Stop agonising over it and just do it,” she ordered.
He thought for a moment.
“I don’t want to stuff it up,” he said. Jenny didn’t know what he knew about his future. Theoretically establishing a relationship with Cindy should be easy and event free, and last a lifetime. In reality theory was useless if she didn’t like him.
“In the past… “ he started.
“None of those women were right for you,” she cut in. “There wasn’t the right chemistry.”
Synch bit his lip.
“Look, not finding out one way or the other is worse than either possible outcome,” she said.
“Yeah,” he agreed. “Mum.”
“I’m not old enough to be your mother.” Jenny smiled. “See you tomorrow.”
She closed the door behind her.
Alone at his desk clicking the ball-point pen with his thumb he knew it was time.
He would ask Cindy out.
He would.
His mouth was dry, hands sweating.
Tomorrow.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Episode 22: Confirmed
There was no episode yesterday. The moment I sat down to log on thunder rumbled around me. The risk of damage to my computer from lightening is not something I take lightly. My computer had a restful half day off.
Here's the next episode:
Episode 22
Synchro
“Our application to keep him in custody was denied. It’s his first offence. He’s out,” came the voice from the phone.
Six weeks after his interview with the detectives Synch had almost forgotten about it. The phone call hadn’t surprised him.
“What are you going to do?” he asked.
“We’d like to know the details of the supposed victims you mentioned,” said David Finestra. “We might be able to give them protection around the date you mentioned.”
“I can’t help you with that. I don’t know addresses or names,” he said. Thinking the release of the murderer prompted a change in the detectives’ mind’s he asked, “Why have you decided to believe me?”
Silence.
It lengthened.
Synch thought the phone line had disconnected.
“My son is six and a half,” said David.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Here's the next episode:
Episode 22
Synchro
“Our application to keep him in custody was denied. It’s his first offence. He’s out,” came the voice from the phone.
Six weeks after his interview with the detectives Synch had almost forgotten about it. The phone call hadn’t surprised him.
“What are you going to do?” he asked.
“We’d like to know the details of the supposed victims you mentioned,” said David Finestra. “We might be able to give them protection around the date you mentioned.”
“I can’t help you with that. I don’t know addresses or names,” he said. Thinking the release of the murderer prompted a change in the detectives’ mind’s he asked, “Why have you decided to believe me?”
Silence.
It lengthened.
Synch thought the phone line had disconnected.
“My son is six and a half,” said David.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Episode 21: A hint of a smile
The bushfires in Victoria have claimed 181 lives to date. Searches for more deceased are continuing in outer reaches as conditions become safe. The tragedy has brought shock and horror far and wide. From this Australians stand united helping those affected. Many many people are pitching in, doing what they can to help, if not physically then by donation of supplies or money. The effort is mammoth.
It's heartening to watch.
Makes me feel proud to be Australian.
Episode 21
Synchro
The next week ended. It had been exceedingly busy. Synchro watched Cindy’s efforts improve beyond belief. By Friday she not only processed orders correctly she was a step a head for the next one.
“All the new employees have worked well this week,” said Jenny Slacks. “Even Cindy.”
“I noticed,” said Sync. “Did you find out what was troubling her?” He was fishing. He’d promised himself he wouldn’t do that. It was none of his business. He’d seen Cindy’s forced smile when talking to the others. It was obvious something was going on.
“Something about splitting up,” she answered.
“Oh.” He tried to sound sad for Cindy.
A hint of a smile gave him away.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
It's heartening to watch.
Makes me feel proud to be Australian.
Episode 21
Synchro
The next week ended. It had been exceedingly busy. Synchro watched Cindy’s efforts improve beyond belief. By Friday she not only processed orders correctly she was a step a head for the next one.
“All the new employees have worked well this week,” said Jenny Slacks. “Even Cindy.”
“I noticed,” said Sync. “Did you find out what was troubling her?” He was fishing. He’d promised himself he wouldn’t do that. It was none of his business. He’d seen Cindy’s forced smile when talking to the others. It was obvious something was going on.
“Something about splitting up,” she answered.
“Oh.” He tried to sound sad for Cindy.
A hint of a smile gave him away.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Monday, February 9, 2009
Episode 20: Personal Problems
The death toll for the Victorian fires is up to 173. The horror scenes on last nights TV reports cannot begin the reflect the ongoing suffering those involved will bear.
I am thankful and fortunate my family members are safe.
This story seems so trival in light of the weekend's events.
Nevertheless, here's the next part:
Synchro
At work Jenny Slatts updated Sync on the new employees. All had picked up procedures quickly in one day. Cindy however was hopeless. Her eagerness and smile of expectancy from the day before had vanished. She stuffed up at least one part of every order she processed.
“What do you want to do about her?” said Jenny.
“Keep her on for a week. She might come good,” said Sync. He knew details about her but he wasn’t a mind reader. He hoped it was just first day nerves.
At the end of the week he called Cindy into his office.
“I can do better,” she said. “I’m having a few personal problems at the moment. I know my work has been atrocious. I will do better.”
Her eyes shone with tears. Her down-turned mouth begged to be kissed and consoled. He didn’t have the heart to dismiss her.
How could he sack the woman he’s supposed to hook up with anyway?
Jenny had worked for him for years and knew Synchro was ruthless when it came to employees. They had to work as hard and as good at their job as he did. Anything less and they were out the door.
Jenny wouldn’t understand his decision.
“I’ll give you another week. If you haven’t got the job down pat by then I’ll have to let you go.”
She nodded. A tear slid down her cheek.
She left the room and Sync filled with self-doubt. Maybe she wasn’t the one. He’d only ever gone out with women who were confident. Cindy was the opposite. He didn’t like the characteristic. It was too insecuring. Maybe all this inner knowledge stuff was rubbish.
One thing was certain.
The thought of never seeing her again turned his gut.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
I am thankful and fortunate my family members are safe.
This story seems so trival in light of the weekend's events.
Nevertheless, here's the next part:
Synchro
At work Jenny Slatts updated Sync on the new employees. All had picked up procedures quickly in one day. Cindy however was hopeless. Her eagerness and smile of expectancy from the day before had vanished. She stuffed up at least one part of every order she processed.
“What do you want to do about her?” said Jenny.
“Keep her on for a week. She might come good,” said Sync. He knew details about her but he wasn’t a mind reader. He hoped it was just first day nerves.
At the end of the week he called Cindy into his office.
“I can do better,” she said. “I’m having a few personal problems at the moment. I know my work has been atrocious. I will do better.”
Her eyes shone with tears. Her down-turned mouth begged to be kissed and consoled. He didn’t have the heart to dismiss her.
How could he sack the woman he’s supposed to hook up with anyway?
Jenny had worked for him for years and knew Synchro was ruthless when it came to employees. They had to work as hard and as good at their job as he did. Anything less and they were out the door.
Jenny wouldn’t understand his decision.
“I’ll give you another week. If you haven’t got the job down pat by then I’ll have to let you go.”
She nodded. A tear slid down her cheek.
She left the room and Sync filled with self-doubt. Maybe she wasn’t the one. He’d only ever gone out with women who were confident. Cindy was the opposite. He didn’t like the characteristic. It was too insecuring. Maybe all this inner knowledge stuff was rubbish.
One thing was certain.
The thought of never seeing her again turned his gut.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Savage Saturday: No Episode Today
Thankfully my family and friends are safe after the horrendous fires in Victoria on Saturday. Many are in shock caused by facing a wall of flames about to engulf them or loved ones, not knowing where loved ones were at the height of the blaze, trying to get to loved ones who were in trouble...
Shock waves are still rippling through Australia.
It's Monday morning, 8:45, and the death toll stands at 108. More bodies are expected to be found in coming days.
To those devastated by the fires, the emergency services, those injured and those lost, I respectfully withhold today's episode.
May they Rest In Peace.
Diane L Wood
Shock waves are still rippling through Australia.
It's Monday morning, 8:45, and the death toll stands at 108. More bodies are expected to be found in coming days.
To those devastated by the fires, the emergency services, those injured and those lost, I respectfully withhold today's episode.
May they Rest In Peace.
Diane L Wood
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