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In Life – Part 10 – Sci-Fi Fantasy
This is a work of fiction. Thud! My eyes fly open. It’s dark. Thudda chugga whoosh. I sit up on the couch and look around, but I can’t see anything. Chugga whoosh thud! What’s going on? I grope for the end table. Where is my phone? Is there a burglar in here? I touch the…
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In Life – Part 9 – Sci-Fi Fantasy
This is a work of fiction. The pizza is wonderful, but I’ll have to go on a diet for the next year to offset the calories consumed. I’m also disappointed that the quadruplets don’t allow me to meet their parents. Purple takes a tray up to them, and I don’t hear anything they say, because…
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In Life – Part 8 – Sci-Fi Fantasy
This is a work of fiction. The next screen asks for eye and hair color. “Blue eyes and blond hair.” If I imagine marrying somebody, it’s a man with blue eyes and blond hair. Blue taps the relevant buttons. A large green START button appears at the bottom of the screen. Interesting. I’m about to…
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In Life – Part 7 – Sci-Fi Fantasy
This is a work of fiction. Today’s the day. It’s the first Saturday in August, I know how to turn on a computer and do some basic things, but I don’t know if I’m going to accept the quadruplets’ invitation. I stand in front of my closet, unsure of what to wear. If I don’t…
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In Life – Part 6 – Sci-Fi Fantasy
This is a work of fiction. The next two weeks pass by in obscurity. I have nothing to do all day long. Worse still, I don’t feel like doing much, but I know Aunt Bev would not approve of this idleness. She’s left me her home, her money, and her legacy of love, but I’m…
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In Life – Part 5 – Sci-Fi Fantasy
This is a work of fiction. Later that morning, I meet Adam at the church. We arrange Aunt Bev’s funeral for a Monday so that her friends from the salon won’t have to take a day off. I dread going home and calling Becky, but I know I have to. She doesn’t go to church,…
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In Life – Part 4 – Sci-Fi Fantasy
This is a work of fiction. There’s hardly any traffic on the way home. As soon as I walk through the front door, I take off my shoes, go to my room, change into my old pyjamas, and lie down on my bed. It’s not late but I’m through with the day. The problem is…
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In Life – Part 3 – Sci-Fi Fantasy
This is a work of fiction. The truck’s engine won’t start, so I’m going to be stuck here for a while. I see a woman talking on a cell phone and wish I had one. While she can call wherever she’s going and explain she’s stuck in traffic, I have to sit here and wait…
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In Life – Part 2 – Sci-Fi Fantasy
This is a work of fiction. I make myself a fancy lunch because I don’t know what else to do, and I’ve just gone into the bathroom when the phone rings. I hurry and make it to the phone by about the twelfth ring. “Alexis!” It’s Amanda, my best friend in the whole wide world.…
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In Life – Part 1 – Sci-Fi Fantasy
This is a work of fiction. “I’m not feeling well,” Aunt Bev says. We’re sitting at the kitchen table, and I’m eating toast, but she hasn’t touched hers. “Are you going to call in sick?” I ask. She works at a salon doing people’s nails. Me? I can’t stand the feeling of stuff on my…
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Time Gone By – Part 11 – Science Fiction
This is a work of fiction. By the time the others returned, it was time for Andy to take Steven and Dan back to their cabin for one last night. The rest of us walked over to Emily and Andy’s camp site and the older kids and I helped to put up Emily’s tent. Once…
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Time Gone By – Part 10 – Science Fiction
This is a work of fiction. “Oops,” Andy said.“What?” Dan said.“I forgot we still have the cabin tonight, so we don’t need to move to the camp site until tomorrow.”“That’s okay,” Emily said. “We need it tonight.”“Oh, right. So who’s riding with who?”“Can you come with us?” Dan asked Freckles.“No,” Sammy said. “Freckles rides with…
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Time Gone By – Part 9 – Science Fiction
People might be wondering where the “science” part is in this story. It’s coming, but I’m not sure when. This is a work of fiction. We spent a while preparing the spaghetti with meatballs (everyone agreed that chopped up hamburger patties were a great meatball substitute), and we also made pancakes, hashbrowns, and all the…
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Time Gone By – Part 8 – Science Fiction
This is a work of fiction. By dinnertime, everybody had something on their needles, and it had stopped raining. While Lydia helped me with the dishes, the boys ran around, burning off the energy they hadn’t been able to use up that day. I woke up at midnight, and on my way back to my…
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Time Gone By – Part 7 – Science Fiction
This is a work of fiction. I didn’t let the boys sleep in, and at first, I took Freckles’s silence for tiredness. Therefore, I was expecting him to complain loudly when I asked him to help with the dishes, but he didn’t. “Grandma,” he said, “can I talk to you about something?” “Yes, of course.”…
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Time Gone By – Part 6 – Science Fiction
This is a work of fiction. “What are we doing now?” Freckles asked. “Let’s all go for a hike.” “I need a nap,” Sammy said. “Can I stay here?” “Yes, but are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” “I can’t have a nap if I’m hiking, can I?” “No, but it might…
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Time Gone By – Part 5 – Science Fiction
This is a work of fiction. It was Lydia’s turn to help with the dishes. While the boys ran around, burning off breakfast, Lydia washed and I dried. “I heard them,” she said. “What did you hear, and whom?” “Benjamin, Samuel, and David.” She stopped talking and scrubbed vigorously at something that was cooked onto…
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Short Fiction Sunday – Lockdown – Horror Fiction
Billy’s nineteen and still afraid of the dark. His adopted mother has just given birth, and Dad can think only of his new daughter. Lockdown, part 1 was posted on July 10, and a new part will be posted every second Friday.
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Short Fiction Sunday – Time Gone By – Science Fiction
A grandma. Four kids. They’re all going camping this summer, sometimes they don’t get along, and they might be called upon to help stop something terrible — if there’s time. Part 1 of Time Gone By was posted on July 3, and a new part will go up every second Friday.
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Short Fiction Sunday – The Choice
Rita is offered a choice: either stay in the job she hates, or take a chance. The Choice was the first piece of short fiction that I published on this blog. Check it out, and find out what Rita chooses… and the consequences of that choice.