The Dome. That’s what they called it. In reality, it was more of a quarter dome, an observation hall that provided a view of Earth to those that came there. Many did, often to look back at what once was or just to meditate on
The man in the gray overcoat sat in his old station wagon. He waited. He took a sip of coffee from an old thermos and adjusted his glasses. He glanced at his watch and looked up and down the street that intersected with the side
The society we live in is a fascinating beast. Everything evolves, everything changes, from the work we do to what we do to entertain ourselves. Take books and fiction, for example. When I was growing up, before the age of the Internet (gasp, there was
So there, I’ve said it. I’m not participating in the National Novel Writing Month this year. I just won’t. Ok, maybe it’s really not that dramatic. Here’s the scoop: in early September, I was seriously planning on participating. I had a story all lined up.
In September, 2015, I discovered the monthly writing challenge on Twitter. The goal seemed simple: write 500 words per day or edit for one hour per day. Since I had just started getting back into writing fiction again after a long hiatus, it seemed like
Note: the actual story has been added at the end of this post. A few weeks ago, I discovered another site for posting fiction, Upliterate. Although it’s still a bit rough around the edges, I figured I might as well post a few stories
Sergeant Jones dropped the memory unit from his armor onto the desk of Doc Barnaby immediately after he return from his most recent mission. “Hey Doc, can you help me out with this thing?” Doc Barnaby, the mission analyst for all of Jones’ missions
The Craving was written for a science fiction challenge over on Wattpad (Challenge 29 to be precise). The challenge was as follows: Create your own Massive Dynamics (of Fringe fame) and tell the story of what technology you would bring over from the other