She woke up slowly, with last nights drinking taking its toll, rolled on her side to touch him. His space was empty. His pillow cold beneath her fingertips and she felt the sharp pang of disappointment. Bobbie ran her hand across his pillow, "hmm," breathing in his after shave when her fingers ran across something out of place. It was a small business card...
An alternate world out there. Women have no rights and are treated as objects or animals. There have been attempted revolutions in history but none have succeeded and this is one of the few universal truths of humanity in this world. You could and likely many times will buy, sell, or trade women like furniture, and like furniture could even find them on stre...
With apologies to Alexander Solzhenitsyn... I woke up hard again that morning, as usual. It was the early aughts, maybe 2001, so I was a bit younger and more vigorous then. I belong, or at least am attached to, Richard, or 'the Yutz' as I half-affectionately call him. We're Russian Jews originally, now living on the outskirts of London, and his given name...
Dave Wickin, eccentric heir to a vast fortune, had two great passions in life; one was watching animated Disney movies (he owned every single Disney cartoon ever realeased on VHS, DVD, AND Blu-Ray), and the other was attempting to contact an alternate universe. Almost all of his extensive free time was spent in pursuing these passions. What little time he ha...
It was a beautiful sunny, spring day and Hiro was enjoying his lunch alone on a park bench near work. His thoughts roamed from the 10 emails he needed to send out this afternoon; the tweets he wanted to send out this afternoon to his multiple twitter accounts on topics of politics, climate change, and his favourite sci-fi show; to the shape of his coworker E...
I knew the marriage I had thought was happy and as close to perfect as one could be was over as soon as I heard that phrase come out of Sylvia's mouth. You guys know the one I am talking about. "Honey, we need to talk." Sylvia said to me that fateful Wednesday afternoon as soon as I entered the living room upon my return from work. She was sitting in the o...
The interior of the space station might have been filled with electronic beeps and bleeps; instead, the last notes of a Vivaldi composition for two mandolins died away as Petal put her head into the control room. "Quiet shift?" she said, as she swung through the hatchway. On the other side of the control room, Arky Del opened one eye and gave a satisfied n...
The carefully selected upper division honors students filed into the seminar room and jockeyed for the best chairs to watch and to hear their distinguished guest professor. Each of them had been selected individually, either by the chair of their major department or the head of the program in comparative literature, to participate in a special graduate-level...
Author's Notes: To get the best out of this story, I would advise you to start from Ch.01. Conversations that took place in Hindi are recorded as such in italics, immediately followed by a translation in English. Readers familiar with Hindi might find it rewarding to read through the original Hindi conversations. Others can conveniently skip them. ***...
The Dogs of War: An Animated Film Sony Pictures logo Universal logo "Death may be the greatest of human blessings" - Socrates Chapter One: The Backstory This story follows the story of David, a Dalmatian dog. His fat asian owner beats and starves him. David comes up with a plan, and executes said plan. He nudges the remote with his snout, and the owner...