Category Archives: Fiction

The Old Blues He Loved to Sing

Maybe it shouldn’t matter how Homeless Joe ended up shivering in the woods somewhere in southeast PA under a full moon in early September of 2050, singing out Catfish Blues, sliding the little section of steel pipe up and down … Continue reading

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By Order

My name is Vantu.  I am a composite man, a cyborg from a family of ignorant tradesmen toiling for bread in Region Three, where the tortured ground took less radiation and disease than other places during the Thousand Years’ Horror … Continue reading

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Out of Sight

“No, Mommy!” protested six-year old Sarah Reid.  “It’s too scary!  People will get scared!” Beth Reid looked at her daughter’s eyes peering out from the holes cut in the old sheet.  The ghost costume was a Halloween classic and Sarah … Continue reading

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On High

Jason Metz was sorry they’d all be dead before they were successful but that’s how the cookie of environmental science crumbled. Or maybe not.  Maybe some of the crackpot longevity studies back on Earth would turn up something and they … Continue reading

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The Sea of Tranquility

“Where did this one come from?” Joe asked his daughter. Sophie threw back a red pigtail with a flourish and put the shell to her ear, feigning concentration.  She had amassed an impressive collection for a twelve-year-old and knew all … Continue reading

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Rules for Writing or: What the Heck Do Editors Really Want?

Like many neophyte fiction writers, I often find myself perplexed and distressed at the steady stream of rejections flowing into my inbox.  Assurances that our literary betters slogged through similar swamps in their formative days may bring little bursts of … Continue reading

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Her Scarlet Fingers, Her Amber Eyes

Reposting a piece of fiction.  Hope you like it. I always thought it was odd the way the pilgrims used to celebrate.  Once or twice a year they would arrive, winding through the valley along the banks of the little … Continue reading

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