Author Archives: Janice A. Abel

About Janice A. Abel

Janice A. Abel lives in northern Idaho with her son, Edison, an obese cat, and a semi-trained dog. The winner of Idaho Writers League’s Vardis Fisher Award for Humor Writing, she was also shortlisted for the Verbolatry Laugh-a-Riot humor contest. Her stories have appeared in prior issues of IDAHO magazine, and her work is slated for this December’s Saturday Evening Post.

A Dog Named Bad

The disheveled little dog shrank back from the kennel door and cowered under a yellow lab, seeking the big animal’s protection and refusing to meet our eager eyes.

He seemed to be about twenty-two pounds, not too tiny, with dirty white fur that stood out from his body, curly and wired, as if his tongue had explored an electrical outlet. His black nose, dark eyes, and gray- tipped ears were the only landmarks in the vast, off-white field of matted fur. It appeared that grooming had not been a top priority in his previous home.

We often talked about getting a dog, though I resisted. Our annoying cat had only recently stopped peeing on my bed. What if the next animal possessed such tiresome and difficult behaviors? But a boy needs pets and friends. Perhaps this matted mess could be both. Continue reading

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Flashing Lights

I used to drive too fast and, if lost in thought, I drove even faster. It seemed as though the snapping synapses of my mental process somehow increased the plantar flexion of my right foot against the gas pedal.

I’m sure you see the problem here. Deep thought caused speeding tickets, which increased insurance premiums, resulting in deeper debt, thereby inducing financial fears, thus provoking more deep thought. Thinking can be dangerous. Continue reading

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