Witherspork

By Ben Ditmars

In this short by Ben Ditmars, Jeff Witherspork has spent his whole life being different. The other kids made fun of his strange last name and that was the least of it. They never knew about the doors opening on their own or the paths appearing out of nowhere. He kept it completely secret, until adulthood when a mysterious email arrived, throwing him into an elaborate mystery with others like him. Together, they must solve a riddle hidden deep within the earth and time itself for milennia. Should they fail, much more than the planet is at stake...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ben Ditmars
• Release date: Aug 28, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476417295

Ben Ditmars

Ben is an author of gnomes, plays, poetry and more. He was first published in his college publications the Cornfield Review and KAPOW.Since then he has been featured in several online literary journals and helped create the cut-and-paste zine Burnt Hamster Minestrone with Michael Veloff.You can listen to his podcast on poetry Lyrical Versification with his cohost, Amber Jerome~Norrgard on iTunes or Stitcher Radio.Currently, he resides in central Ohio with his wife De'Garrica and dachsund, Elsa.

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Witherspork

By Ben Ditmars

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Copyright 2012 Ben Ditmars

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ISBN: 9781476417295

My name is Jeff Witherspork. I always thought I was the only one. No one else I ever knew of heard or shared my name. It was terrible growing up that way. Kids would often tease me; saying things like sporky, spork in the road, anything you could think of. I realize every kid goes through such taunting but somehow mine seemed worse. I didn’t just feel different. I was different. I never quite fit like the others. Doors weren’t locked when I knew they had been. Paths opened unexpectedly where a moment before walls or trees had stood. Small, indescribable things like that no one else believed as often as you told them plagued me.

The uniqueness followed me my whole life. I never imagined there could be another Jeff Witherspork to share my troubles until the day an email in fact arrived from another Jeff Witherspork. At first, I immediately thought it was spam and tried to delete it. It wouldn’t transfer to my trash folder. I couldn’t even mark the message read.

I overlooked it the best I could for a week or two before switching to another email service entirely. The problem seemed fixed to great relief.

I had a different username and password on a