For this, 2 days before Midnight Abyss arrives, I’d like to introduce Gregory K. Shipman. Now Greg’s writing has a voice to it that I absolutely love. Probably because I couldn’t duplicate it even if I tried=)
A native East Baltimorean but now a Fairbanks, Alaska resident, Gregory K. Shipman has a day job, which often extends into the evening hours. His passion is writing about the steamy, noir side of life… past, present and future. He has yet to earn a dime from his scribbles but has the satisfaction of knowing its all non-taxable.
Greg is an active member of the on-line Writer’s Carnival, the Community Writer’s Group of Fairbanks and a board member of The Fairbanks Drama Association.
He lives a life of hardly quiet desperation with his pet laptop and unreliable Jeep. He enjoys Jazz, Blues, Theater and the occasional diabetic coma…
One of Greg’s pieces in Midnight Abyss is called Debt Collectors.
“Good evening,” she says, after hearing a melodic ‘Hello?’ in her earpiece, “may I speak to Mr. Furr please?”
“This is he. Or him, if you prefer.”
“Mr. Furr, I am required by law to inform you this is an attempt to collect a debt.”
“Oh my. Whom do I owe money?”
Roberta feels a chill from the penetrating voice. Although it is deep and melodic, she has the sense of someone running their nails across a blackboard.
‘What-If’s’ are such interesting scenarios… know what I mean?
Some debt collectors are predators, and they treat those they collect from as prey. But
what if there is one who isn’t prey, and never will be? What if that one is not only a
predator, but the Apex Predator? What if that one stalks his prey by allowing himself to
Some ‘What-If’ scenarios are not only interesting, but also a delicious form of dark
justice… know what I mean?
-I didn’t see the ending to this story until I read it, which kind of makes this one of my favorites. Be sure to check it out=)