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”
An octopus scurried over the sandy sea bottom. She was deep in thought, wondering if such a thing as free will exists or if all behavior has a cause outside of individual control. As she contemplated the possible answers, a diver approached. He stopped right above her and dropped a jar in her path. WhenContinue reading “The Octopus”
There are three things every fairy needs to remember when trying to help a human: Stepmothers are always evil. Marriage to a prince or princess is the best way to reward a virtuous soul. Any time a family has three children, the elder two are evil and the youngest is good. At least, this isContinue reading “Toads and Diamonds and Fairytale Cliches”
Instead of doing a limerick this week, I decided to give you all a new short. I fed every story on my website into the Botnik predictive keyboard. The result is beautiful. I think I might just give up writing and let AIs do it from now on. Here you go: The people of HelevinaContinue reading “New Short Story (Written by a Robot)”
He had a strict routine for irritating people. He would begin his day going into one stall in every restroom across the terminal and shredding an entire roll of toilet paper.