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So far Nick Van Loy has created 27 blog entries.

Tanabe

By |2021-04-01T11:39:07+01:00March 22nd, 2021|Character|

The name Tanabe was displayed in the plastic pouch behind the passenger seat. He was driving up and down Greater Tokyo, looking for a new customer to pick up. The weather had cleared up to bright, blue skies, so business was kind of slow. People wanted to walk when [...]

Takayama, Jiro

By |2021-03-27T11:56:59+01:00March 22nd, 2021|Character|

I woke up by the excruciating pain in my back. I was lying flat on my stomach on a tatami mat, wearing nothing but a traditional fundoshi. It took me a while to adjust to my new surroundings. Thin pieces of bamboo were scattered on the floor all around me. On my left [...]

Tequila smiles when jazz notes cry

By |2021-03-14T12:00:18+01:00March 13th, 2021|Short fiction|

It seemed that overnight the people decided they could live without his writing. That it wasn’t necessary for this world. Jack was finished. The readers chewed him up and spit him out, down the river with the rest of the turds. Jack kept burning the midnight oil, trying to [...]

Limen Balenn Nan

By |2021-05-19T12:58:23+01:00March 3rd, 2021|Short fiction|

New Orleans, a city buried deep down in the Louisiana bayou. Laura had always been attracted to the musical vibe coming from the city. Originally, she wanted to go during Mardi Grass, but every hotel was fully booked a year in advance. Her backup plan was to visit the [...]

Online Redemption

By |2021-02-08T17:06:34+01:00February 8th, 2021|Short fiction|

It was Tuesday, which meant that today Jack was going to the coffee shop down the street. He liked going to this particular place. Not because the coffee was that good, the smell of it was actually better than the taste. But in this particular coffee shop, the air [...]

When The Ink Runs Dry

By |2021-01-31T15:38:05+01:00January 31st, 2021|Short fiction|

They had rented a car just outside of Phoenix. Only 400 miles to go. It was already noon and temperatures were at their highest. Charles had taken his shirt off. He liked driving around like that in a convertible. If the car had the top down; he felt obligated [...]

Woodland Prey

By |2021-01-29T16:23:49+01:00January 22nd, 2021|Short fiction|

It was hot outside and their car swirled over the road, tires glued to the asphalt. Eddie Vedder’s Society was playing in the background. They watched the last bit of civilisation float by through the window. The thermometer read 31°C, but inside the A/C was on full power. A [...]

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