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Jealous of Her Mustache

21 Jul , 2014  

Jealous of Her Mustache

I don’t have any facial hair. Indeed, I am incapable of growing any. I suppose it’s some kind of ailment with a name, but I’ve never looked it up. My disability extends to some other parts of my anatomy although some things are best left unsaid.
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Dust Jacket

15 Jul , 2014  

Dust Jacket

“What’s this guy’s problem?”

That’s what people ask themselves when they step inside Herman’s used bookstore. A bookstore is a somewhat suspicious and unsavory enterprise in the third decade of the third millennium. After the Great Uprising, books were “temporarily” banned as a security procedure.
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100

10 Jul , 2014  

100

I truly never expected to see 100. For my whole life it seems, the apocalypse was just around the corner. World War II saw Germany occupy Europe and the Nazis, it appeared, would eventually finish off us Americans. Then we defeated them only to face a communist Soviet Union and their arsenal of potentially world-destroying nuclear weapons.
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Bitter Pills

7 Jul , 2014  

Bitter Pills

I’ve been forced to take so many bitter pills that they’ve damaged my digestion.

Jobs, degrading jobs. Thirty years of them. Bosses want what they want, and I’ve got to jump and say “yes sir.” People ask for things. They’re called requests but they’re really demands. Do what they ask or there are consequences.
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The Neilists

4 Jul , 2014  

The Neilists

My name is Neil. I believe in myself and not much else. I suppose you could call me a Neilist. That’s what my followers call themselves.
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Neologisms

4 Jul , 2014  

Neologisms

To whoever gets this note—if anyone—this is my story:

I’ve was hired by a band of underground revolutionaries to create neologisms designed to restore freedom and save the world. A sort of an anti-newspeak. Ha! They say there are no good jobs for English majors. Well, I found just the thing.
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