LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, may I have your attention, please?! You know what day it is. You know what time it is. Sam, play it. *Cue the spooky music.* With the darkest time of the year nearly over, dear reader, there’s no time to lose. For us, or the poor souls in this story. You can…
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, may I have your attention, please?! You’ve been patient! You’ve been diligent! You’ve been loyal! Now, for demonstrating such tremendous qualities, such incredible attributes, such unbelievable resolve, you shall be rewarded! Friends, bloggers, Earthlings, lend me your ears! The time has come, yet again, for you to get your proper dose of excitement,…
We promised a ghost story. And we delivered on that promise, dear reader.
As Halloween approaches, we’ll be taking in more horror and spooky tales. But before we go into a haunting, it’s time to see how a haunting begins.
The story comes to a blistering end! Dr. Thorn and Angelia have one more choice to make.
We return to “Forbidden Invention” to see just what Dr. Thorn’s creation is really capable of doing.
Someone must make the fancy gizmos. Someone needs to toil in the background so everyone can have teleporters and laser pistols. In this three-part Friday Fiction, we explore such a person, such an inventor, and what happens when he invents something too good to give away.
In this story, we’ll answer a question: what’s it like to become one?
What’s it like to ascend to godhood?
Humans can work around almost any problem, given enough time. If they really try, they can find some solution.
I’ve scoured through the logs, the stories of futures, other worlds, and the strange, and found four Friday Fictions published at different times. Four tales full of hope, and love, and good outcomes.
“That was… that was strange. The fourth part just passed through my…consciousness? It twisted upward?”
“There in the house. It’s in the house. There is a house. Read here. Read here… read here…”
