"You two kid's seem to be a little tense today." observed Klaus the German goldfish, leaning back against the curve of his little round fish bowl. "It's getting close to your twentieth anniversary Stan. I would think you two would be happier and ready to celebrate, but here you are bickering." Francine Smith swung around quickly, sticking her index finger...
Tales From Sechs City -- welcome to Sechs City, a wealthy, middle-class costal area of Western America in the state of California. A gorgeous, quiet largely uneventful place, people move to the city to follow their dreams, to live their day-to-day lives. It's almost too perfect to be true... It was an afternoon of brilliant warm sunshine in Sechs City. It w...
It was lunch time and I was sitting in the park with Muriel having a sandwich when Janet came along. Muriel, Janet, and myself (I'm Rochelle, by the way), are three birds of a feather. We were in the same class at school, all leaving at the same time, all working at the local mall (for the time being), and all doing baby-sitting jobs to help stretch our inco...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
Sitting on the tarmac was the largest and most modern ship of its time, the Jupiter II. The Jupiter II featured three decks, living quarters, a bridge, an engineering section, a weapons training and storage area, the cryosleep area, and more. The mission of the Jupiter II was to fly to Alpha Centauri and where a new civilization of humans could begin. It was...
Your name is Jack Bell and you are 21 yrs old For the summer you got a job taking care of a dying old man. as thanks the old man, you have come to like and respect him. He name was Mr. Smith. He tells you his story. He is over two thousand yrs old, he has seen empires rise and fall. And all of this was possible through the power of the reality stone. This st...
Summer of 93' Nothing Compares To You Part IX Summer of 93' Nothing Compares To You Part IX Continuation of my memoirs of the incredible Summer of 1993. Home after our partner swapping experience with the neighbors, Natalie and I spend some alone time. Curtis and Lorraine were more excited than I could have imagined and Natalie comes home from the gynec...
Sarah and Michael were odd on the sidewalk. He took up considerable space and even when he tried to be polite people seemed to bump into him and look at him as though it were his fault for being there, but they were quick to look away when he returned their stares. "People to not be very aware of their surroundings here." "No they aren't, people bump into...
Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedback, follo...
My office is on the fifth floor of one of those pale impersonal behemoths that now dominate the London skyline. It's a comfortable, functional room that has about as much soul as a three-day old corpse. So I arrive late, leave early and enjoy a long lunch. So there I was on a nondescript, overcast, Wednesday morning. Stood watching the clock and waiting fo...