“Jeff, activate park maker mix.”
“Yes, sir.”
The Philip-Glassian music fills Michael’s helmet, and he’s immediately transported into a grey and brown world of rubble two miles away from the Charlotte…
Micro Fiction
How much data did you mine today?
600. You?
900. Gotta get my numbers up, I’m low this week. Boss says I gotta make a petabyte everyday until the end of the month to break even. I just got a new mining-bot yesterday…
Michael was about to close the apartment door when his float went off. “Sir, you’re at seventy-eight percent productivity, five percent down from yesterday. Is there a problem, sir?”
Isabella rode her mint-green, electric bike down the winding path by the creek…
Photo by Me ☺
Photo by Me☺
Some folks say that there are only two story themes:
A stranger comes to townLet’s go on an adventure
She cradled the dish on her hip underneath her ridgid boob. She brushed the white cat off…