Author Archives: Alex Mattingly
“The fact that Coates and I are not ill does not, truthfully, qualify us to teach English to the Burmese.” An Indiana story contest finalist by Alex Mattingly.
“Maybe he was guilty of generalizing. Because it wasn’t every girl. He could talk to his mother, to his school teacher, Mrs. Barnes, to his sister. But Megan Stratton was a different story.” Chapter One of Alex Mattingly‘s new holiday novel.
“Doug thought of Oscar Romero now, sitting in his office with Mrs. Stratton, mother of Megan Stratton, cast to play Potiphar’s wife in the upcoming children’s play.” Chapter Two of Alex Mattingly‘s Christmas serial.
“’The point is, he cut down one of the pine trees they planted, like, a hundred years ago at the church founding. He’s dead. He’s toast. We’re stuck with the old cat baptizer for another thousand years.’” It’s Chapter Three of Alex Mattingly‘s serial novel.
“Is this what you do to celebrate each year? You look the type. Drifting from church to church, feeding off holiday spirit, spitting in the figgy pudding.” Chapter Four of Alex Mattingly‘s Christmas serial.
“But now he’d done a new Worst Thing. He’d given Mrs. Stratton a dead bird. She was busy screaming at the moment, which got everyone’s attention.” Chapter Five of Alex Mattingly‘s holiday serial.
“Our most secret dream is also God’s most frantic truth, and the human tragedy is that we won’t believe ourselves awake when we hear the good news.” Amen, Alex Mattingly.
“He followed Tom to the safe, where he slid two hundred-dollar-bills from a stack. There was a black case sitting on the manager’s desk. Remley popped it open. Inside was a pocket watch, and a bottle of wine, and a flare gun, and….” Tom puts together one last kit in Chapter 52 of Everything And More.
“You win enough rounds of marbles, you lose a lot of friends. Higgins is the only person I can still talk to, and he’s a rabbit. Him and my girl Emily, that is, but she’s in special needs, diagnosed with ‘violent attachment disorder.’” A Hard Boiled-Down Noir Fiction Contest winner by Alex Mattingly.
“This is a Degas. My mother bought it. She liked that it didn’t stand out. She liked that it faded into the background. Nobody notices a Degas, she told me. They just feel a tiny bit better in its presence.” Chapter 50 of Alex Mattingly‘s Everything And More.