I have a tendency to write parables. It’s likely the influence of all the old-time Golden Age sci-fi I read, but when I start a new story it seems that I’m thinking in terms of idea and consequences. “Wouldn’t that thing be cool to have? What would be the consequences of that technology?” Simple tales about …
Have you ever started thinking about a fantastic thing/superpower/event, and then thought, “I wish I could have that as my one wish from a genie?” Of course, when I think this, my mind immediately goes to all the ways said genie would distort the way I asked, inevitably turning the wish into something else, and likely into something that …
Driving down the road today I saw a pickup truck. You know the type, slightly lifted, painted primer flat black, smoke stacks, flying down the highway, somehow offended that everyone else doesn’t treat the speed limit as a minimum. None of that was particularly interesting or unexpected on an Arizona freeway. What I found interesting …
As I stood there in the chamber thoughts rushed through my head in a mind-bender of untold proportions. You could even say my life flashed before my eyes. And then I was dead. I was still thinking, but for an instant there, it all seemed to stop. Then I was there, where I was, but …