After a long struggle, my computer finally died. It had been “sick” for awhile. It had slowed down, using 100% of its capacity even when there was nothing running. Charging it up had become an issue. I often had to tape the cord in place or set it just so. In the past few months, the battery had grown weaker, lasting as little as half an hour and times and passing out without warning. At the end, it kept popping and shutting off. When I could get it started, windows couldn’t start up correctly. The cord began smelling like burning electrical, alerting me to the fact that I should probably stop trying. I will attempt one final recitation tomorrow, if I can get what I need from the store. (Mostly a tiny screwdriver. I already bought the krazy glue). Work is going well this moth. Exhausting, and the place is managed terribly, but just maybe I’ll be able to get a new computer soonish. Til then, I’ve got my phone.
Last Week’s FFF: Still Human
Daphne only ever saw darkness. Blind from birth, she lived her life through her other senses. She had gotten very good at this. She achieved her agility primarily by sound. She couldn’t hear echos bouncing off of things like a bat. But sound did help her identify objects, nonetheless.
Every object made a sound for her. The difference between her cane striking concrete versus a dirt was as different as a wind chime sounded verses a drum. Everything she could tap sang to her in its own unique song. This was also the easiest way of identifying people. Be it the wheezy, mouth breathing of her deceased husband, Continue reading
Last Week’s WW: Making A Word Baby
It’s no easy task to see the future. But writers have been doing it for a long time.
In 1863, Jules Verne wrote the novel Paris in the Twentieth Century. He wrote about a future that was 100 years away. This book got lost in a vault. It wasn’t until 1994 that it was published. Many of his predictions were right on target.
Star Trek also had great insight into the future. Flat screen TVs, tablets, flip phones, heck, cell phones in general, touch screen computers, and those are just some of the technologies that we’ve already obtained.
HG Wells predicted that we would go to the moon long before there was flight.
How did they do this? Continue reading
People can have a major role in how you turn out. They may do this actively, or passively. They may never even know that you exist or the impact that they’ve had on your life. But they mold us. There are those who give us hope, inspiration, and insights that we never would have seen otherwise. They might be role models, significant others, parents, teachers, any one that had a hand in developing you. Here are some of the ones that shaped me into the writer that I am today, and the one that I hope to be tomorrow.
With my shiny new friend at my side, the days got better. We became inseparable. He slept in my bed, woke with me, accompanied to do my chores, and sat with me during lessons. He fought at my side, or mock against me, for combat training.
The years flew by like hands on a clock. Each tick a day. My loneliness had been curved, so I set my mind to other ideas. I wondered what the future would hold for me.
“Some day you’ll have to face the Emperor,” Victoria would tell me. Continue reading
Last Week’s FFF: Gathered
Tyler sat in his kitchen. Dim slivers of light passed through the chipped pieces of the closed shutters. He squinted even at that. It seemed, these days, that even the slightest light had the power to inflict terrible headaches and render him nearly blind.
With a great effort, he rose from his chair and stumbled to the refrigerator. Five years ago, he would have rivaled its size. Now, he walked slightly hunched. His skin clung tight to lean muscles, with no discernible excess of fat. He looked ten years younger, even though he felt thirty years older. Continue reading