One of the things I enjoyed about my former writer's group was the 20 minute writing exercises which began every session. Now, to help get me going before working on the latest short story or novel project, I've started pulling writing up writing exercises based on images from Michael Whelan's latest collection Beyond Science Fiction.… Continue reading Steps in the Ocean
Category: Drabble
The Ticking Clock
The Ticking Clock By Andrija Popovic (C) 2017 Andrija Popovic 4:19 AM Eastern Time. Every morning, an hour and a half before his alarm was set to go off, he awoke. His eyes snapped open. He took a deep breath, almost gasping. Reaching out, he touched his snoring wife's form to one side, and his… Continue reading The Ticking Clock
It Was A Day
It Was A Day by Andrija Popovic (c) 2017 Andrija Popovic I'd just returned home and downloaded into my standard body when Theta pinged my personal network. "Hey? You centered yet?" "Gimme a bit. I'm still synching." My work body, designed for zero-G work, rested comfortably in the wall transfer closet. I shook the pins… Continue reading It Was A Day
Meanwhile, That Tuesday (NSFW)
Meanwhile, That Tuesday by Andrija Popovic (C) 2017 Andrija Popovic Tuesday morning, cultists of Sesuva-Danna, the Seething God of Pain and Ecstasy, captured Michael Disimilov on his way to work. They dragged him out into the dark reaches of the city, beneath an abandoned manor, and flayed the business suit from his back with… Continue reading Meanwhile, That Tuesday (NSFW)
Pandora Sands, or the Dream Author
I still remember standing in the doorway of the bookstore. Blue carpet stretched out under my feet. Above me, the sandy stone archways of the former cathedral now supported chandeliers and signs and at least one wooden ship with brass fittings and a golden sails. Ten foot tall bookshelves made from old oak mingled with… Continue reading Pandora Sands, or the Dream Author
The Truth Revealed – thanks to Garth Marenghi
I admit, I was sucked in. A sheeple lead to the slaughter. But my eyes were opened by the brilliance of this man- Garth Marenghi: It was here, in the awful light of his amazing literary talent, that I realized the Puppy campaigns were right all along. Why has a grand literary talent such… Continue reading The Truth Revealed – thanks to Garth Marenghi
A Quick Thought – The Screaming Gate
I had a thought - just needed to write it down. It won't mean anything to folks now, but in the future. At the end of K's story, H dies in her arms. The body is preserved, though. When K is placed about Amantia, and the ship tries to fix itself, it uses H's body… Continue reading A Quick Thought – The Screaming Gate
I Believe in Blast Mancheese
I have an idea for a short story, but it's a terrible one. So I'm writing it out over here. Just bits and bobs, for the purposes of exorcising it. *** The story opens with our rocket scientist hero, blonde and muscular as all true heroes must be, arguing with politicians. The Martians have… Continue reading I Believe in Blast Mancheese
Ritual for Internal Transmogrification
Ritual for Internal Transmogrification Note: This ritual is restricted to technomancers of the 5th circuit and above. Proper shielding is to be worn at all times. Components: Four low power Tesla coil spheres, set to discharge in a ritual rhomboid pattern Symbolic capacitor, etched with absorption and containment circuit patterns Grade one conductive ritual paint… Continue reading Ritual for Internal Transmogrification
Vanishing Bookstores
Crossroads books exists. If you Google it, you'll find the name. There's a lovely website with an address. It's simple and small and everything you would expect from a bookstore in Culpepper, VA. When you call the number, the husband and wife who own the store answer. Would you like a book? If they don't… Continue reading Vanishing Bookstores
Biomechanoid Blues 