Prose
Predictabeli
Every day Eli asked himself, “Have I become predictable?” He still didn’t have an answer.
Indulgences
For when the hard-won, self-made first colonists learned a second-wave was coming, they were ecstatic. Each recalled the first generation had been chosen by a grueling, multiple round series of personality, aptitude, and physical tests. A dozen generations since had built a meritocratic society on that theme. Renaul, the new president ordered a welcome monolith…
Registered Rule Breaker
He never met a rule he didn’t break. It was disheartening, then, how wildly he misunderstood the sign: “no flash photography” #Gr8NFFD #vss
Elite Party
Richie Rich had a Myth party and paid actors to attend. Bruce Campbell played Elvis. Elvis was Bigfoot.
When Eli learned
When Eli learned of the #vss hashtag, he was very excited. It left more room than the earlier #thistweetcontainsaaveryshortstory hashtag.
There was a title, I think
Dex learned an awful side effect of his memory erasing power: each use also cost him a memory. He was scared, but he couldn’t remember why.
Three Wishes
Mr. White’s first wish was for money. His next wish was for his son to still be alive. His third wish was to have a giant orange for a head.
Becoming a widow, widower, and widowest
Ruth was CEO and her husband, Paul, was her CFO. When Ruth died, Paul was distraught. Ruthless, Paul closed the company and fired everybody.
Ironically, he didn't see it coming.