Category Archives: Short Fiction

Chasing Red

There was a bite to the air, as there often was late at night. The area was desolate, as if mourning the gloomy weather. The waves lapping against the shore were the only sound to be heard, other than an … Continue reading

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Taking Out the Trash

Tad Collins cut his London broil, rare, into small pieces as he studiously ignored the reporters clustered around him. Any time one of them crossed an invisible line, the bodyguards surrounding Tad would make it clear that said reporter had better back off – or else. As Tad ate his steak, his cell phone rang suddenly. He pulled it out of his pocket, frowning as he noted the number. Continue reading

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Let Us Tilt At The Dragons We Make

Everyone comes to see the dragons, so we have made it easy to see them. The road into town passes right by the knight’s field. You have seen the window of the original dragon on our cathedral. Many years have … Continue reading

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The Death Maiden

Sundari had a mental habit of ignoring entire worlds while pondering the more arcane facts of their biology, so she did not hear the song until her hair was washed. She was wrapping it in a towel and walking barefoot … Continue reading

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Pirates of Silicone Valley

“Well, you know, the goal is not to be the richest man in the cemetery. It’s not my goal anyway.” — Steve Jobs Steve Dobbs sighed and stopped reading Ellen’s memorandum. He wouldn’t bother to sign it, as this would … Continue reading

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The Mills

When I explained that I would be living in Atlanta, that I would never visit, I said it was because of the smell. It was a fine ruse, for that awful odor offended me from the very day my family … Continue reading

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Georges In Jars

“Come here, George.” Mother had a scolding tone. Ever since the frog incident, George usually deserved it and tonight was no exception. As he approached the dimly-lit reading chair where she sat on a yak-fur, she looked to the jar … Continue reading

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Fear And Fire

The world shook them awake. Maggie sat up first despite her medicated slumber. David rolled out of bed with eyes unfocused and stood blinking at the clock on the dresser. Maggie slurped from her nightstand water glass before trying to … Continue reading

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Babylon 2025

I’m not going to make it through today, I thought as the alarm went off. I’d been on for six hours, and the way things looked it’d be a busy six more before I got to crash in my rack. … Continue reading

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Jars

There is nothing more tempting than a locked door. This is why I keep Algernon in a doorless pantry, high up on the shelf behind a great jar of pickled eggs. Algernon sleeps the days away in this cool, quiet, … Continue reading

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Lost In Translation

“So this is what a secure and undisclosed location looks like,” The President said with a chuckle. “Kinda expected somethin’…I don’t know…more secure-lookin’.” “It’s secure, alright,” the Vice President growled. “But it doesn’t look that way. That’s how we keep … Continue reading

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