Meredith Harmon
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Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.
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In the Shadow
It was a horrible day, the moment that I realized I would never be allowed in the spotlight. You know his name. I won't name him for copyright reasons. Oh, not that universe, or the other one. And he's been seen in both of those, the multiverses, song verses, whatever. Suffice it to say, you know the name.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Fiction
No Greater Hive of Scum and Villainy. Top Story - August 2024.
She crawled out of the ooze of endless bureaucracy... A week's long stay in the hospital couldn't kill her. The poking, the prodding, the needles, the beeping machines, the tasteless meals, the flapping gown with her nether regions slapping in the wind - they transformed her into something not recognizable. Quack doctors coming in to sneak fees onto her bill for “consultations.” The experimental drugs, the interruptions of sleep cycle... Come on, people, no one needs to be woken up that bleeping early for meds!
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Fiction
No Eyes
They say a person cannot use eyes to create a story. That hurts, people! Folx need to know that those organs are the paramount sense, closest and dearest to our hearts and powers of reason. One cannot feel the deep melancholy of the northern aurora, or the torment of the deepest sunset. Or read a story, as Yours Truly types madly.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Fiction
A Taller Tale
Of course it happened! Do you think I'm a liar?? Sure as I'm standing here, every word I spoke, I swear, it's true! Do I have to do something drastic to prove it? Throw myself in front of a car? Stop a train? Stop time and space with nothing but a pair of pliers and a chocolate chip cookie?!?
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Fiction
Stalwart Thwart
I hate being thwarted. I take it as a personal affront. And I attempt to respond accordingly. I am a bulldozer by nature. And by culture. Being Penna Dutch can be downright inconvenient at times; we grew up feeling like a minority, but are of northern white Eurpean extraction. Normal passing, till we open our mouths, and watch the floodgates of racism open up and try to drown you with “jokes” about your own life. Maddening.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Longevity
Parasite
Stupid, soft, insignificant human species. So easy to manipulate, so easy to infiltrate, so easy to insist on our way. Wrong phrasing. These complicated languages are no match for mind-to-mind. Ours, not what you think passes for yours, you insipid creatures. Slippery, like your insides, sliding against each other.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Horror
