Flash Fiction
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Asteroids in the Arcade
THEY are good – too good, so good this might end here and now. My heart beats faster. My breathing quickens. My body arches over the controls nursing every atom from the hyperdrive. I’ve lost two ships while lurking in the thick of the Belt, and now clear of the swarming debris, I see the… Continue reading
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THE TANGLED DREAM OF A NEOPLATONIST IN CAMPANIA
A.D. 260, somewhere in Campania, a Neoplatonist slept among a multitude of empty amphorae after a heated debate with a Cretan who also happened to be a Cynic. This was his tangled dream— Mind and Soul take a walk through a garden on the newly minted Earth. And there they come upon Demiurge still busy… Continue reading
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THE BEDROCK TIME SLIP
This is a dream I dream where I was Fred Flintstone trapped in a George Jetson world. The entire dream is here more or less with some embellishment. The bed tilts me onto a conveyor belt that whisks me into the shower. Along the way, a vacuum sucks off my nightshirt; spigots open and shower… Continue reading
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MY MORNING COMMUTE AS 007
In 2008 I worked at a college that required an hour commute. To amuse myself, I would imagine myself as a different character each morning then compose a short story based loosely on my commute. Afterwards I would write them down and post them to my blog. They began as one-paragraph shorts, but with time… Continue reading
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HELVETICA
Knowing my interest in typography, my friend – David, suggested I watch the documentary Helvetica. I did and afterward I had brainwave—could I write a short bit of prose in which I describe a beautiful font and a beautiful woman simultaneously? I took inspiration from Dashiell Hammett’s beautifully concise prose in The Thin Man. Continue reading
MARTIAN DEATH RAY 