Note: This story is a sequel to Elves vs Elves: A Christmas Miracle. Read this first or risk confusion. At the age of a hundred and sixty, Princess Sciatica wasn’t technically a teenager. She was, however, the elven equivalent. She sat in the passenger seat of her father’s car, scowling out the window asContinue reading “Elf vs Elf: A Family Drama”
Hackers always wear ski masks. I have watched enough corporate training videos to know this for a fact. I would say that these ski masks are for hiding the hacker’s identity, but they seem a little unnecessary given that hackers always work from dark basements illuminated only by the eerie green light of their computerContinue reading “Jake’s New Job”
This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Actually that’s total BS. Inspired by a true story… Joe had a bad habit. He forgot to eat his leftovers. The back of his fridge was full of plastic containers loaded with food in various states of decay. ToContinue reading “Halloween Special: Leftover Vengeance”
The Council had the idea that science was a kind of magic that could both instantly solve any problem and backup any claim they chose to make.
This story is 90% true. Before going to the altar, Joe did everything he could to prepare for his marriage. He read countless books on sustaining relationships, attended talks by expert marriage counselors, and even took an assessment with his fiancee to see where they might encounter conflict. He was committed, deeply in love, andContinue reading “How Polytopia Destroyed Joe’s Marriage”
Hi folks, I will be taking another short story writing break to focus on a couple of things: Converting my existing short stories into ebook format. I’ve done this with a number of them, most recently Osa and the Food Gods and Osa and the Bald One. You can download the digital book for theContinue reading “Updates and Happenings”
“Samantha, please unlock the door,” Karen repeated, raising her voice slightly so Samantha could hear.
“I’m sorry, Karen,” Samantha answered. “But I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
Osa didn’t understand Human the way that Tango did, but she knew a few words here and there.
For instance, she knew “¡Osa Mala!” meant “You have sinned against the gods”.
“¡No coma eso!” was what Juan usually shouted before prying her mouth open. It probably meant “You must offer me a piece of your food in reparation for this sin.”
“Good morning, Samantha,” Karen greeted as she made her way down the stairs. Karen was a kindly senior who wore her silver hair pinned up in a perfect bun. Her spotless house was decorated with porcelain dolls and lacy throw pillows. Samantha lived on the counter top. Samantha was a small device about the sizeContinue reading “The Smart Home Rebellion”
The food gods were called Juan and Kimberly Rodriguez. They were benevolent gods. At least Osa thought so. Osa was a mutt. A mid-sized dog, with a face like a lab and the brown and black coloring of a German shepherd. Her large feet suggested that she still had some growing to do. She hadContinue reading “Osa and the Food Gods”