Pylimitics

"Simplicity" rearranged


Stories

  • Cleanliness

    Raccoon was very excited. She had been having whispered conversations with Dog, Magpie, and Beaver all week, and she had disappeared mysteriously for hours at a time recently. Hare could tell there was something she was just bursting to announce when she arrived at his house. “Have a sandwich?” invited Hare. “Thanks,” said Raccoon, taking… Continue reading

  • Family Vacation

    Arthur and Belinda Gray were taking their children, Thad, Ronnie, Lila, and Suzy, on a vacation trip to the capital city to take in all the historic sights and scenery. They were almost there and the children were so excited their tails were twitching. They’d been waiting for this trip for weeks — it was… Continue reading

  • A long and varied post punctuated by quotations from Robert Pirsig rather than titles

    “When you live in the shadow of insanity, the appearance of another mind that thinks and talks as yours does is something close to a blessed event.” ― Robert Pirsig, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance Gunden died quietly in their sleep, so when they awoke (as everyone does) in a world that was very similar… Continue reading

  • Is this a story about Raccoon?

    Raccoon and Hare were strolling along a pleasant forest path on their way to visit Beaver. As they chatted, Beaver’s book collection came up. “Beaver is my friend,” said Hare, “but I just don’t understand why he likes books.” “They’re made of paper,” said Raccoon. “And paper is made of wood.” “Yes…” said Hare dubiously,… Continue reading

  • Jewelry Store

    Felix turned the key in the door of his jewelry shop and, as always, double checked to make sure it was locked. He glanced through the window to make sure the red “armed” button was blinking on the alarm system panel. Then he used another key to lower the chain wall that protected the glass… Continue reading

About Me

I’m Pete Harbeson, a writer located near Boston, Massachusetts. In addition to writing my own content, I’ve learned to translate for my loquacious and opinionated puppy Chocolate. I shouldn’t be surprised, but she mostly speaks in doggerel.