What Day Is It Again?

I think today is Saturday. I've been off work for three days and all the running around I've done lately along with irregular sleep schedules has screwed up my internal clock and calender.

I was perusing Duotrope earlier today and looking over the activity for the last seven days. I noticed that a market I had submitted to had sent out several rejections a few days back. I also noticed that the longest any of those replies took was about three weeks. Given the dates of the rejections, I could tell that those stories had been submitted well after mine, many as long as two weeks later. Since mine has been there longer and has not garnered a rejection yet, does that bode well for its chances, or am I grasping at straws? Probably the latter.

Micro 002/100
"Late Night Surprise" - 100 words

Jake was stirred from his peaceful slumber by a car passing by outside, the insistent beat of the stereo raised far beyond polite levels for this hour.

“Thanks for ruining my dream,” he mumbled. Blinking, he gazed at the ceiling, noticing a strange shadow stretched across its white surface. Casting his eyes back and forth, he found nothing to account for its existence.

“What the hell?” He blinked again, realizing he could only see the odd shadow with his right eye.

That’s when the spider sitting over his eye sank its fangs into the moist flesh beneath its eight feet.


Note: except for the final line, today's micro is a true story, happening to me several years ago. I wasn't bitten, but the realization of what was sitting on my eye was rapidly followed by high pitched screaming and self levitation as I bolted from bed.