Tag: dissociative identity disorder

  • My Apocrypha 26: The White Pipe

    My Apocrypha 26: The White Pipe

    And here we are. The White Pipe story. I have been dreading this one. I didn’t really have a plan for this chapter, except that I needed to drop on a sword for a manager that didn’t respect me. I need to stab Mary’s eyes out. Needed to be scared to death by a blood-curdling…

  • My Apocrypha 25: Bubbly

    My Apocrypha 25: Bubbly

    Bubbly was not hot. Business liked to hire beautiful waitresses and waiters so that, one, the restaurant had a charm to it and two, the waitresses and waiters made a considerable amount of tips. Bubbly had been a waitress and had moved her way up to assistant manager. She was not just hot. Which is…

  • My Apocrypha 24: Jackie

    My Apocrypha 24: Jackie

    It started in Uncle Savior’s garage, I guess. He showed me his project car. It was a Nova, and we were off. I remember mentioning it to a guy who, in this series, I have called Nova. Then Trashy. She is watching me and Bekah get together one night, when Bekah has drank too much…

  • My Apocrypha 23: Pocket Change

    My Apocrypha 23: Pocket Change

    I don’t remember how the idea was posed to me. I was six, and it is in the nature of a Mocking Man to collect things. I started with matchbox cars, but there were far too many of these to get them all. Then I moved to books. I wanted books about magic. And I…

  • My Apocrypha 22: Tiger Tracks

    My Apocrypha 22: Tiger Tracks

    I guess now we have to talk about the Freedom of Press. It’s a powerful thing. A person with no qualifications can start up a paper or a TV channel and force their way into the lives of everyone willing to read or watch. If radio, listen to any bit of information that can be…

  • My Apocrypha 21: Ziti

    My Apocrypha 21: Ziti

    Well, I guess it started with a sandwich and a book. Book first, or sandwich? Well, I got ten votes for sandwich, so here we go. It was after a horrific session of therapy. Bekah picked me up, tried to talk to me for a while, and I just stared out the window and watched…

  • My Apocrypha 20: Good Church Boy

    My Apocrypha 20: Good Church Boy

    “I just got off the phone,” Bekah said over the line. She sounded scared. She sounded stuck. “Well, I just got off the phone with mom and she…” Bekah cursed. “I can’t believe she did this to me.” “Bekah, slow down. What’s going on?” Siren looked at me from across the room. “We have plans…

  • My Apocrypha 19: The Pug

    My Apocrypha 19: The Pug

    So near the beginning of Guardian’s War, the semester ended and summer hung over me hot and heavy. My film class had a big guy who sat next to me, and we became pretty close. He was a cool guy until I invited him to my house and he parked on my lawn. He pulled…

  • My Apocrypha 18: The Professor’s Pizza

    My Apocrypha 18: The Professor’s Pizza

    It’s time, I think, Bekah thinks it’s time, for me to tell you about the weirdest pizza I ever made. I talk a lot about Pizza Hut, and so many of you have eaten so many different kinds of pizzas. The other day, I ate a cheesesteak pizza. I had a girl call up one…

  • My Apocrypha 17: The Big Guns

    My Apocrypha 17: The Big Guns

    This had happened before. They had called me in for an emergency once before, but that was in Normal, and this was bigger. Much bigger. There was a time when the city of Bloomington-Normal was broken up into two cities bumped up right next to each other. When my parents worked at Rocky Rococo’s in…