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Mention Monday – Ready Player One

30 Tuesday Sep 2014

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Last MM: Writers of the Future Contest

Ready Player One | [Ernest Cline]

This past week I finished reading, or more accurately, listening to, Ready Player One, by Ernest Cline.   I LOVED LOVED LOVED this book.

“In the year 2044, reality is an ugly place. The only time teenage Wade Watts really feels alive is when he’s jacked into the virtual utopia known as the OASIS. Wade’s devoted his life to studying the puzzles hidden within this world’s digital confines—puzzles that are based on their creator’s obsession with the pop culture of decades past and that promise massive power and fortune to whoever can unlock them. 

But when Wade stumbles upon the first clue, he finds himself beset by players willing to kill to take this ultimate prize. The race is on, and if Wade’s going to survive, he’ll have to win—and confront the real world he’s always been so desperate to escape.“

The story line is a combination of an MMO, 80’s nostalgia, futuristic scifi, and a splash of dystopia.

NO SPOILERS – just my impressions of the storytelling.

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Mention Monday – The Martian

26 Tuesday Aug 2014

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Last Week’s MM:  Riots at Home

I recently read the book The Martian by Andy Weir.  And, like everything I say I read, I really mean that I had it read to me by audible.   Either way, great book!    Continue reading →

Flash Fiction Friday – What the Highway Prefers

02 Saturday Aug 2014

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Last Week’s FFF: Descended

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Deckland rolled his wrist around, grinding the joint together with an audible pop. With his left hand, he rubbed his right, massaging away the tightness in his muscles. He flicked his arm back and forth, returning the feeling to the limb.

Once renewed, he reached for the water canteen on his hip. Hands slick with sweat, he fumbled with the lid. He opened it, and held the container to his lips. He let the last trickle of hot water run into his mouth. He held it there for a long second, absorbing most of it with his parched tongue before swallowing.  Continue reading →

Flash Fiction Friday – Dumb Love

16 Friday May 2014

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Last Week’s FFF: Sight

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Two crash test dummies in a forbidden romance:

Jane had little understanding of what her new job entailed, and, therefore, was naively excited for her first day of work.  She sat in the passenger seat of the new sedan.  She studied the interior.  The seats were made of soft leather.  It was slick against her pants.  The air conditioner was on in the car and so was the seat warmer.

Balance she thought.

The dash board was clean.  The radio donned a seven inch touch screen interface.  It was currently off.  There was a shifter in the middle, but she knew that the car was automatic.  Her hand was positioned on the arm support of the door.  It felt fresh, like it had never been touched before.

John sat next to her.  Continue reading →

Serial Sunday – Dealt – Labor

02 Sunday Mar 2014

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Last Week’s SS- Welcome to the Worldzombiesapien

At the start of the contractions, my parents closed up their wagon and headed to the hospital. They received questionable looks at first, and were nearly refused access. But when they produced the purse of gold that they had amassed over the past months, they were then welcomed warmly.   Continue reading →

Serial Sunday – Dealt – Welcome to the world

23 Sunday Feb 2014

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Everyone is born with a destiny. I am no exception to this fact. Some embrace it, others fight against it. Some destinies are bought and sold. However, mine was one that got dealt only once in the last three hundred years. And it was a destiny that no sane person would take.   Continue reading →

Serial Sunday – Immortal – Journal One

10 Monday Feb 2014

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Where to begin? There are so many things that I want to, no, that I need to remember. I find that there is a limit to the capacity of the human mind. And I fear I am reaching it. Eighty years of life, thus far, and I’ve already forgotten so much. How long will I continue to live before I lose myself completely?

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Flash Fiction Friday – Deja vu

30 Saturday Nov 2013

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Journal Entry 27

There it is again. That feeling that I’ve done this before. That I’ve experienced this action, this moment, more times then I can count. Sure, everyone has this thought now and again. But the sensation is coming more frequently then before. Two, maybe even three times a day. It’s like I’m not just experiencing something I have before, I’m living a life that I’ve lived before. And it always ends the same.

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Flash Fiction Friday – Treasure

23 Saturday Nov 2013

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Flash Fiction Friday - Treasure

Hola From Puerto Vallarta!

Today’s Flash fiction is brought to you from Mexico! I’m on vacation. Enjoy!!

“Where did you get this?” Lola asked.
I knew by her tone that she was begging for me to lie. But my days of coddling her feelings were long past.
“Where do you think?” I asked, bluntly.
“You stole it,” she said, disappointed. “When you called, I had hoped that you were done. That you were ready to come back to me, to the force, to the life you lost when you gave into corruption.”   Continue reading →

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Flash Fiction Friday – Teamwork

27 Friday Sep 2013

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This is one that I wrote with the help of my boyfriend adamvenezia.wordpress.com .  He prompted me, then I wrote it, then he rewrote it.  I think it’s a pretty successful compilation.  It was also what inspired my effort to improve my craft.   I think that this turned out well, and that everything I’ve written since has only gotten better and better.  Enjoy!

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Nicholas rocked back and forth, crumpled on the floor. “I feel like my head is going to explode!” he said. “I’m going crazy here. I can’t stand all these voices.”

Randal poured a tumbler of Scotch from a glass decanter. He held it down to Nicholas and said “Here. This will help.”

“Make it stop,” Nicholas said.

Randal rattled the ice cubes around in the glass to get his attention. “My private vintage,” he said.

“Make it stop,” he said again.   Continue reading →