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Mr. Harry Blight
[Alternate cover edition for ASIN: B009A4XDF6]
It was a somewhat chilly mid-afternoon in the middle of November. And down at the hospital it was a typically busy day; phones ringing, typewriters typing, and on that special occasion, you could hear the facility’s janitor singing, while he was cleaning.
At the little bus stop just across the street sat a handful of children who were laughing and smiling happily. They were all eagerly awaiting the afternoon bus, hoping to make it to school before the bell was dinging. Some of them were already warmly wrapped in brightly colored plush; undoubtedly the work of a mother fearing their child might come down with a feverish disgust...
(Short story)
It was a somewhat chilly mid-afternoon in the middle of November. And down at the hospital it was a typically busy day; phones ringing, typewriters typing, and on that special occasion, you could hear the facility’s janitor singing, while he was cleaning.
At the little bus stop just across the street sat a handful of children who were laughing and smiling happily. They were all eagerly awaiting the afternoon bus, hoping to make it to school before the bell was dinging. Some of them were already warmly wrapped in brightly colored plush; undoubtedly the work of a mother fearing their child might come down with a feverish disgust...
(Short story)
- GenresFiction
25 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 12, 2012
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About the author
Phil Volatile
9 books50 followersContact- Twitter: @PhilVolatile
Phil Volatile (formerly Volatalistic Phil) is the crap dice hero saint of orphan love who's been slamming into the speed bumps of life since 1985. A former substance use technician who put down the bottle and picked up a pen is now writing books for general amusement. He's still into women, motorcycles, cars, and wasting time.
The lonely tumbleweed of the southwest currently lives in Albuquerque, NM and is as desperate as the desert is for water. If he's not hustling to get by you can find him throwing dice, sitting in a coffee shop, cruising motorcycles or finding some place quiet to write. He rides in the back of an ambulance going around the city. His favorite flavor is peanut butter.
He hopes his words tear through you and infect your soul. Let his wave of angst crash into you and bring you to shore. Caress his body in these pages and rub him against your chest--keeping him close to your heart. He's a lush of endless desire and frustrations and hopelessness. Be gentle as you dig through his embers and ashes.
Phil Volatile (formerly Volatalistic Phil) is the crap dice hero saint of orphan love who's been slamming into the speed bumps of life since 1985. A former substance use technician who put down the bottle and picked up a pen is now writing books for general amusement. He's still into women, motorcycles, cars, and wasting time.
The lonely tumbleweed of the southwest currently lives in Albuquerque, NM and is as desperate as the desert is for water. If he's not hustling to get by you can find him throwing dice, sitting in a coffee shop, cruising motorcycles or finding some place quiet to write. He rides in the back of an ambulance going around the city. His favorite flavor is peanut butter.
He hopes his words tear through you and infect your soul. Let his wave of angst crash into you and bring you to shore. Caress his body in these pages and rub him against your chest--keeping him close to your heart. He's a lush of endless desire and frustrations and hopelessness. Be gentle as you dig through his embers and ashes.
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October 9, 2016
On a seemingly normal Fall day, Mr. Harry Blight has a doctor's appointment. Harry has had a strange dream. A squirrel named Sebastian has told him that the world doesn't exist, and a blind woman has looked at Harry and told him that he is unwelcome. Something isn't right, but Harry's doctor is unsympathetic. "I can bring you so much pain," he informs his patient. The scenery is shifting. Do you feel a chill?
February 4, 2016
A short story from the mind of Phil Volatile. I started reading this and thought "A story about somebody in therapy? Not my sort of thing and anyway I think therapy is a load of hocus pocus!" But as I got into the story alarm bells were going off in my head (drowning out the voices for once) there is something a little off with this doctor... is he enjoying this?... and as I continued those alarms bells got louder. The ending of the story is a true WTF! Moment. Well written and very entertaining.
May 20, 2013
A doctor seems to get a joy of listening to his clients dreadful life. His mothers death, accident at the fair grounds. But in a way mentally abusing him.
The conclusion to this book is a great mind bender. "We are our owns worst enemy" a short read from from Volatalistic Phil, author of Scribbles a collection of poetry and flash fiction. Recommend reading
The conclusion to this book is a great mind bender. "We are our owns worst enemy" a short read from from Volatalistic Phil, author of Scribbles a collection of poetry and flash fiction. Recommend reading
March 22, 2018
Completely deranged, and delightfully scary.
March 12, 2017
Short (34 pages, I believe), hallucinatory, Lynchian, dreamy. There's four words for you, and IMO they sum up the story fairly well. I had no expectations going into this so I was pleasantly surprised by the story's oddities. As I read, I kept flashing back to the scene in Winky's in Mulholland Drive, the chat between a doctor and his patient. Not the same thing at all, but it happened nonetheless.
No Pulitzers here, but a decent short story that is in no way, shape, or form normal. Shoot me, I liked it.
I received this book as a Goodreads Giveaway in exchange for an honest review. I honestly feel bad about how long it took for me to get around to reading this. Phil, you deserved a quicker response. I apologize, and I thank you again for sending me the book.
No Pulitzers here, but a decent short story that is in no way, shape, or form normal. Shoot me, I liked it.
I received this book as a Goodreads Giveaway in exchange for an honest review. I honestly feel bad about how long it took for me to get around to reading this. Phil, you deserved a quicker response. I apologize, and I thank you again for sending me the book.
May 21, 2018
Mr. Harry Blight
Poor sweet Harry…
If you’re shy, nervous or put upon it's perhaps best you don't read this story. Poor Harry Blight has had a rough time, and still is. We all of us go through bad spots, and perhaps we sometimes seek help. But can we ever escape from ourselves, and can those we consult really help us. I would like to think that there really are answers, but be warned: this certainly is a horror story.
This is a good horror story, just right for a lonely night snuggled up in bed. Five stars from me.
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