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One Man’s Trash-Part Three
Eli exited the building onto a street filled with people. Not like in the City, where people were jammed shoulder to shoulder. Everyone here moved with what he might describe as a happy purpose. If he knew what that was. … Continue reading →
Posted in Cyberpunk, Science Fiction, Short Stories, Solarpunk
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Tagged Cyberpunk, Escape, Garbage, Hand To Mouth, Kindness, Recycling, Scavenging, Science Fiction, Short Stories, Short Story, Solarpunk, Suspicious, Trash, Treasure, Trust
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One Man’s Trash-Part Two
“How are you feeling?” Eli drank the cup of water her was handed. “Better,” he replied. “I’m glad to hear that.” He turned to the person who was speaking to him. She was dressed in a bright green shirt, and … Continue reading →
Posted in Science Fiction
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Tagged Corporate Greed, Cyberpunk, Escape, Garbage, Hand To Mouth, Kindness, Recycling, Scavenging, Science Fiction, Short Stories, Short Story, Solarpunk, Suspicious, Trash, Treasure
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One Man’s Trash-Part One
Scrabbling through the vent, Eli arrived at the grating. He took a moment to catch his breath and finds some measure of calm. Even with his filter mask, the scent of fried electronics and oil filled his nostrils. In the … Continue reading →
Posted in Science Fiction, Short Stories
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Tagged Corporate Greed, Cyberpunk, Escape, Garbage, Hand To Mouth, Recycling, Scavenging, Science Fiction, Short Stories, Short Story, Trash, Treasure
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Quite Able-Part Three
If you can imagine being slurped up like pasta, then you have a vague idea of what falling into a bowl of fractal noodles is like. There is also a disorientating sensation of falling into and out of oneself. Also … Continue reading →
Posted in Fantasy, Short Stories
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Tagged Abusrdist, Adventure, Borough, Chef, Cooking, Food, fractal, Gastromancy, Gastronomy, ineffable, Kitchen, Knives, Magic, market, noodles, pocket universe, Quest, rescue, salt, Seasoning, seasonsing, Short Stories, Short Story, Silence, spice, spices, Surreal
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Quite Able-Part Two
Vanessa emerged from the East-West Tubby Hook station. The trip was uneventful with the exception of the heavy metal oompah band that got on at the Six-Corners stop. Their music sent many other commuters scurrying to other cars but she … Continue reading →
Posted in Fantasy, Short Stories
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Tagged Absurd, Abusrdist, Borough, Chef, Cooking, Food, fractal, Gastromancy, Gastronomy, ineffable, Kitchen, Knives, Magic, market, noodles, Perpwork, Quest, rescue, salt, Seasoning, seasonsing, Short Stories, Short Story, spice, spices, Surreal
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Some Good News!
My short story, “An Odd Missive”, has been selected as a Quarter-Finalist in the Script 2 Comic Contest! This is very exciting to me as I am a lover for novels both prose and graphic. Winners will have their work … Continue reading →
Posted in Announcements, Fantasy, Short Stories, Writing
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Tagged Announcements, Comics, Contests, Graphic Novels, Short Stories, Short Story, Writing
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Just Us-Da Great Goblin Revolution-Part 3
Garthort the Wicked sat and unenthusiastically ate gruel. It was the only thing he knew how to make but it was not his first choice. (That was Elven Toast topped with a berry compote and a dollop of sweetened cream.) … Continue reading →
Posted in Fantasy, Gaming, Great Goblin Rebellion, Humor
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Tagged Abusrdist, Adventure, Adventurers, Contract, Deamon, Demons, Devils, Dungeons, Dungeons and Dragons, Evil, Fanatsy, Fantasy, Fell Magic, Fell Wizard, Food, Funny, Gaming, Goblins, Gruel, Guild, High Priest, Humor, Infernal, Justice, Magic, Plotting, Short Stories, Short Story, Spoon, Surreal, Sword, Treasure, Trial, War Lady, Wizard
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A Palaver Wit A Malignity-Da Great Goblin Revolution-Part 2
She strode to the gates of Goblinburg, formerly the abandoned city of Wild Fringe. Her dainty hooves sizzled on the damp ground. “Oy!” shouted one of the two sentries that stood guard, “’Alt an state yer business!” Both Goblin guards … Continue reading →
Posted in Fantasy, Gaming, Great Goblin Rebellion, Humor, Short Stories
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Tagged Abusrdist, Adventure, Contract, Deamon, Demons, Devils, Dungeons, Dungeons and Dragons, Fanatsy, Fantasy, Funny, Gaming, Goblins, Guild, Humor, Infernal, Magic, Magic Items, Magic Sword, Short Stories, Short Story, Surreal, Sword, Treasure, Wizard
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